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Give me all the darkness you canBut do not promise me lightI can take it all, LordBut your glimmer takes away my sight.Broken, bent, but standingThat'..
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There were questions I never askedThere were answers I never gotThere were people I never metThere were deeds I never thought.There were silences that..
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“We are such stuff as dreams are made on, and our little
life is rounded with sleep. Everything we se hides another thing, and then we
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Thoughts unfurl their fangsDig their claws insideAnd while they invade the land of MorphiaA grim finger points at meWhat have you done now, see?"Cleme..
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Went to talk to a friend, felt a bit ignored when she had a date, so instead wrote a poem to while away the time :)
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Yes, sometimes,just a single string than a full chordis enough to touch and stingA solo, rather thana choir of noises;a single silencing fingeramong c..
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Days of thirst, hungerNo sleepCursing all alongBut thats not all bad..Thats the stuffI get high on.Molten fire is whatRuns in these veinsCreeping up t..
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Returning on a rickshaw
a scene caught my eye
Kids celebrating new year:
Rebellious moves
Dancing bare feet
Barely seen through
the sheet of kic..
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Was recently traveling in train (awfully boring journey), and I wanted to catch a glimpse of a human face. I couldn't have asked for more, like fresh ..
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I cant and I cant decidewhat's wrong and what's rightWhere is the day breakandwhere's the end of night.Why people run awayor find someone to blame,Why..
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