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No fur in which to bury my ugly face,
Brother lost to me though of a different race...
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Usually glowing and feeling bright
To seem like there’s no pain in sight...
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White fabric outline's the true silhouette
of me...
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Life is as feeble
As run away bubbles...
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She
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4 by Tanya Southey
She who puts herself together
with perfection is hiding the secret...
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I dreamed of you at nights
I sleepwalked you in daylights...
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She can change her mind
like the weather, which is true...
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I see the sky sing in an open storm,
with every tear drop, a flowing chord...
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in your welling eyes
a torrent of agony...
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I love you.
But love, alone...
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autumnal leaves makes
finding my doggy's whoopsies...
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Oh how I long for your?
!Disdain...