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Lucite the night, light up the moon and stars and sun but don't tread on meLucite the night, shine your light down on meOh, what have you doneOh, he s..
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I'vehad about all of this I can take,So rake me no more across the coals.I'll see thisviolenceend,But to what end I've no idea.You've heard the lies a..
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We aren't supposed to cry.It's weakness leaving the eye.But what are tears for,If not to make one stronger?You're a man. Chin up.Crying is for babies ..
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Ever notice your age?Ever notice the years?Ever notice the rate of change?Ever notice how fast time flies?The older we get the faster it goes.A bulle..
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PluviaDrops that linger in the airLike a sweet osculum blown from perfect lips.What kind of rain are you?Fat Chubby little raindrops? You get me all w..
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My Daughter; Deja Denise Ray Van Dusen was born July 13th 2007, It was a Friday. I knew her name was going to be Deja before her mother and I knew she..
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With nothing of gain, to send homeIn support of mineI thread the bane of myexistence,throughthe eye of time. With nothing of gainful employ,To show I..
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Walking and talking and running with scissors.Jogging and biking and playing with dynamite.Laughing and singing and walking with dinosaurs.Running and..
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I want to dance in the rain like the dreams that dance in your head.I want to be remembered for making love with animal like abandon.I want to run nak..
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Slow burn, red glow.Lost in a pinprick of light against the night sky.Filling this chaliced vessel, vapid conversation drives the occasion.Nothing spe..
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