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yet again I find
myself facing the wall...
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Having you in my life is making me miserable,
a word I often feel too privileged to throw...
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dip your fingers in the blood-red skies like you...
with alta dye – tonight, i will study your hands...
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I tried to spark the sun at night,
But found the moon a stubborn foe...
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I think you were the view.
You gave these heights...
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Can't hear your voice, but
Vibrations ripple through me...
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Love's like oxygen
It does not have to be pure...
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it’s not
quiet...
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Into the ether and into the night
I tried to escape and to make this all right...
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If fortune favours multi-rhythm words
By counting syllables amongst its boons...
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on a cobbled street
the aroma of fresh bread...
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the shadows chew through my appendages
and into bone, and i do not scream...