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Slow and gentle strum,play the strings of my heart.Feel the lonely timbrethat envelops me in melancholy,surrounds me in a lovely kind of folly.The way..
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Setting sail, the seas are rough, waves I'm riding on a ship that wails with ageand sea stars hiding on its salt weathered belly,a kelp infested rampa..
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Land of forgotten dreams, you've disappeared and faded into thesecret pockets of the earth.Land so refined and rich, how could we give up your splendo..
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She dances, sways, twirls on the worlds stage,a plastic smile stretched across the polished face,a mask to hide the growing rage.Truly a vision, shes ..
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Crevices of confusion creating chaos in the cookie cutter shape of our lives.The endless questioning, cocophony of mixed messages,like shrill alarms y..
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Alleyways of the mind, those dark crevices, dingy, crude, a musk of hopelessless.You've been there, as have I, deep sorrow of our souls,the need to lo..
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When you realize who you love isnt the person you thought you loved anymore.
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Look into my lash rimmed eyes,these mirrors of fascination, enchantment,silent acclamation, the entrapment of breathless sighs.I wish to pull you in, ..
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A sadness quite unshakeable, almost unbreakable in resolve.In checks in every now and then, a reminder not to forget the reality of it all.It's an add..
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