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Weave Your Magic let's hear you singing your mighty swooningsongs, regrets soon were spinning and the hours rightly strong... 2-8-10

Lonely Sparrows with my thoughts dulled upon my path, I step heavily into the unknown... and I gaze towards that constant changing horizon l..

Offerings (Our Late Hours) bow down to the nothingness as it seems to ingulf everything, buthow should we spend our latehours, unless the grou..

Begging to Breathe reading the signs hastily as nowarrant of stopping appears, and needing time toinhale readily webeg of laments toppling to ..

Kisses on the Wrist stay as though you're caring resist nothing by way of loving, lift the black balloon through kind sharing but kisses on th..

Spider Bites sent out to crawl are those tiny biting creepers, lent from shadows and called to scar any seers of these frighening creatures.....

Drowning on the Wind wink unto the whitesparrow whom is drowning on the wind, as thinking upon the bright sorrow has offered only more sufferi..

Bad Medicine take from me my health as I've no more need of it, fake me on out with life's wealth andI may soon learn to fully regret... 2-..

Burning For Obscurity now take your sweet time picking me apart like a vultur, and I'll not chime of your many crimes butsickingly my heart bu..

Dead ForToo Long wanting so badlyto wrap my head around one meaningfulword yousaid, but you'd uttered nothing in our bed and I'm afraid we'd b..