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The light has coveredall the shadows,no secrets leftto hide in me.The day is doneand has been faithfull,to all whatit's suppose to be.The blisters on ..
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Nothing is lostBack into myself, nothing is lost,I still have a way to recover from,The black holes you left inside me,And the silence that has return..
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Pity meSee me, hold me, treasure me,Keep me safe from myself.Because sometimes I lie to me,And afterwards I cry for hours.Hug me, hold me, keep me,Fro..
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From a thousand treescame nine hundred tears.When they broke downand I smoked their ashes.
From seven hundred nights I kept remembering one..
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A poem about you
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Where the roses used to grow
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The artist
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Reaching
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Harder to reach
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For the heart
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