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The Lavender Scent dearest, do the walls crawl with many sutilefingerprints... sweet one, does the air hold tightly upon the lavenders scent....

Home is Where the Heart is swimming within your lovely eyes, I shallmake my way, so downwardly... andgoing through your bloodstream I'm..

The Tireless Fight we've a right to live free, with no powermad beings holding full control... our faiths should guide us and leave no rea..

Black Crack of Time hugging tightly to the bullets, as thesplatter oozes right down and through those black cracks of time... why must ..

Visions of Tomorrow the aftermath held so true, as we gazed into white envisioning crystals... no one can clearly see the whole of their d..

Look What the Cat Dragged In put down the pipe, and run madly from the blow, flee the drink and cast-off the needles, too because sooner or..

Protectionfrom the Outside the house is on fire and the walls come crashing in, nothing remains... protect us from the outside world, ..

Beyond the Bleak touching the tears,and kissing thoseworn cheeks, no one is always alone. now, facing the sun with itswonders... wiping awa..

Ascension dirt and concrete forming the walls, and now, climbing up towards the blue skies, reaching higher still, never choosing any limi..

Knowledge of Reality this birth of flesh taking that firststep, and going out into the world, gaining anything meaningful now, breathe in t..