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Birth is the first chip on our windshield,
after...
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Beauty and youth
have no choice...
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What an artifice. The
invisible becomes visible. I am not...
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Living for the end
while doing everything...
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It is so corroding to ask an alchemist
to give up alcohol...
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I still can't believe you're gone,
but I can't let myself miss you too much...
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She's not pretty like most girls
Of course, physically she'd have you entranced...
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I am a plague upon this planet
Yet still I rescue them from pain...
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Wanted to dip my
pen in light and draw...
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Securely tucked in their warm glow,
The frost in my chest begins to thaw...
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Where have the spirits gone?
I held them in my hands...
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In the depths of my soul, I beg forgiveness,
For I know not the extent of the hurt I caused...