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Red nails
Tap Tap Tapping...
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Tears turn to Fire.
Grief to Power...
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I sit on the roof of this apartment-
where I am not allowed...
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echoing distant sounds
if I screamed would she hear the uproar...
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let me lay waste the final tapestry...
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If I was drunk in a room full
Of every guy I’ve ever loved...
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My eyes may sleep,
But it's a troubled soul...
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Help
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3 by Beautiful Tragedy
I’ve finally found the clarity that I’ve...
And it goes deeper than just my...
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Nowadays,
My heart grieves in waves...
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19th October, 2017.
Until life's coordinates reroute our path...
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Behind these shattered eyes, dwells a portrait.
Frozen images, of hardened regret...
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The house is so quite as I walk down the stairs...
beard rasping on my calloused hand the ticking of...