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Your name is Cowardice.and you coverme in specklesyou show me all of my insecurities,like my thighs..and my freckles..You told me once that everyone c..
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Words.I never really took the time to acknowledge them,or how yours in particular tend to stick to me,although,they`re just words, i know,they`re just..
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you always know what to sayits like the words formulate in a sentencecoated with honey and sugar as music to my ears in the most humble way,when I'm p..
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She cried tears of gold,and i never told her how the road that she walked on went on for another 60 years or so,in good health,and prosperity,but she ..
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my hearts been broken but with all I have i go forward,the bandage is ripping and i haven't the time to stop,but good god how i want to stop.fall the ..
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her hands are cold as they reach for warmer touchan eternity of reaching and neverreceivingwhat she perceives to be enoughso she settles for so much l..
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I beg for you to hear me,Excuse me sir, but I'm more than some broken, idledinsecurity.But dare you judge me.You'll rage on, your battles vary in seve..
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As i sit and watch this match burn,it reminds me of when we met,to strike the red across the strip,it's like the spark we used to have.It ignites so q..
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The stars are so bright tonight,The tree's are pretty this time of year,And you're pretty for away right now,And i wish that you were here.There's jus..
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I hate the sound of breaking, like nails dragged across a slate,The irritating sickness installed in my already crippled brain,they told me never to i..
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