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Did you knowI used to have the words,I used to need them,Used to grab themWhen they hung there in the skyLike raindrops frozen in a photograph.Did you..
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the words are all wrong. don't tell me that you know. the rhymes are never strong. maybe love is letting go.the story doesn't end. i'm dreaming of..
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Where the blue lights don't yet reach,Where all lines somehow seem to meet,That's where you'll find me waiting.When our eyes look upon the same skylin..
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Rain pounding on the windowMeans words flow from the penLike tears in the silence of nightThat stop when I say whenThese four-line stanzas serveAs pat..
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I found the meaning of life in the school cafeteria,Between the dead bugs and the drama geeks,Behind the loner and the spastic stoner freaks,Next to t..
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Clock ticks, gears turn, climax coming,Going, gone and tomorrow is just like yesterday.Ashes to ashes we all fall down,So sing us a song or a lie or a..
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The lady sings her song of longing,A forlorn tale of endless strife;Every breath still bears the bane of death,With bitter taste of wasted life.It see..
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There is a hidden truth about lifeThat exists where the tide washes awayFootprints left by fading lovers,Where a treasured music boxPlays a slower tun..
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About a young woman who is in a coma, as a result of trying to kill herself.
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You wear that short dress, in the hallwayThey whisper, murmur, walk quickly past--You disgust them,But not me, no, I know that's not you.So who is it,..
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