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I sit
and hear that voice tell me that I am not allowed to be here. To look at her.
To crave her. To need her. Where she is destined to be, I cannot..
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Something. Anything. Everything. It is all so important. For her life to move on. For her to breath again, she needs something. Anything. Everything. ..
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Its not what it seems. It never is, it it? It is never what we think, what we believe, never even what we fear. this is life. a walk to remember, some..
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The world passes me by. No one can see me, no one can hear
me, no one can understand me. I am alone in this cruel world. Curled up in a
corner, afra..
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I fall into the arms of hell. The pain envelopes me like an
old friend. The pain is so great it becomes my pleasure. It takes me away to a
world unk..
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They left me here. For all to see, for all to hear. My
burden is for others to carry. They left me here. To look for a better life
they went, to sea..
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We fight and fight because we have no place to go, noone to see but the reflections of the evil we created.
Love is beauty, love is pain. But has a..
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Love is a chemical produced in the brain, a chemical so strong it can knock you off your feet and bring you back up again.
But when a heart breaks,..
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I look down at them from the overhead closet that is never opened. My lovers, my friends, my long lost companions. Once they held me, once they cried ..
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