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a songbird cries, and the dull ache of
loneliness creeps in like an assassin...
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I can feel the shy water
gurgling under the ground...
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Yearning for the artists hand
they lie fallow and incomplete...
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Never Underestimate
Em, once a damaged...
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A blackened tongue
a wisp of smoke...
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Sometimes all I want to do is check up on you
But I understand if my company’s not wanted...
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Life is somewhere between the length of hyenas...
and the sweet tweet of nightingales...
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thoughts stripped bare by a callous salt-wind
break the resin i casted your elegy in...
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If tomorrow I am gone by morning
Like the moon does every now and then...
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You were there
My mother, born and bred...
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You used to unnerve me.
Until I didn't care anymore...
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I drive there,
then sit in the parking lot...