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I've been stirring around
this crowd of false pretense...
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The heart stealer.
Our little mutt can be a pain in the butt and upon...
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An itch begins inadvertently
as a scar dries up in this shallow sea...
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Everyday, the poet leaves me a little more
I try to wrap my legs around her...
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Sip on these tears with me my love.
Come, let us dine on our sorrows, we will never...
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She clung fiercely to her own
self-damaged skin...
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I remained sober for her eyes,
fire water never appealed to me...
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You held my tears in your hands,
and tipped my chin upward to meet your eyes...
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I went to the station where the rain was
pouring, turbulent, seven years old...
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You pack your bags, and leave.
You head for a land that is less chaotic...
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My soul has become parchment paper.
Frayed, around a silhouetted frame...
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If I were birds like those above our heads,
The ones that fly by fluttering their wings...