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The prosody of your speech
And the melodies of your eyes...
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Pursed lips sip red wine
calculating an escape...
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The reflection was never
complete...
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If I have ever lived to feel pure love;
No footprint of that love did leave in me...
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I wrote to you again
But I still get no reply...
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My eyes long to thrust this refulgent sight,
this adsorbent scene...
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sing with me, sweet wind, and put my
worried thoughts to rest...
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Darkness never takes completely over
even after the light is...
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The fruit to die for:
The apple of neighbour’s bough...
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I act as a magnet attracting negativity
This energy I can’t control...
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Momma, is that you?
As I sit inside my garage with it’s door...
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...
I know...