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The words
stand for something...
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Tempered glass
Buried shells...
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Love is a hellish, torturous fire
It burns with a passion that never tires...
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You are repeating
hymns to douse the flames...
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The pain washed upon my face without permission,
seeing my fear made him stronger...
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It breaks my weeping heart
that somewhere along...
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We are survivors of these vicious shark attacks,
grabbed suddenly at our weakest moment...
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I fell off
the slippery grid...
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I know one day you will come running back,
claiming to have changed your mind again...
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The memory of addiction is so fresh,
I can almost taste it...
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I used to feel so free,
staying up all through the night...
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Sometimes when I am trapped in my own thoughts,
I forget to remember what keeps me...