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hearts beat fast,eyes meet as sweethearts walk past.Hope is drawn near to the heart,when wishing for love to never part.Disaster strikes hastily,when ..
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Tied to an anchor sinking to the bottom of the ocean floor,
Not able to cut lose and escape to shore.
Death approaching at a rapid pace,
one is hop..
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I was the horrible outcome that anchored you down,
I was the hope that lifted your spirits from the sea, then let you go just to see you drown.
I wa..
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I pass a field of dandelions,
such a beautiful sight, one may say.
But, I just turn my head and walk away.
What a beautiful field it ..
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The music played quietly, but at a rapid pace, like the waves hitting
the shoreline just before a fierce storm. The aroma of gasoline
permeated th..
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Six feet deep under the cold ground,
you lie in an eternal sleep, creating not one sound.
Here I sit by myself living these passing days alone,
wai..
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