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I found simplicity
divine...
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His words were bullets
Tearing holes in her defences...
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I feel you, niggling at my conscience. Telling me...
You drove me to the brink of suicide, you...
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He used to weave
insults between...
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Your soul is a harvest gold
phone booth...
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I have been wearing
the perfume of our past on my skin...
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They slurp oyster souls,
guillotine shrimps with...
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I left England back in the old age,
belonging to the same iris's, soul...
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I played hide and seek with you yesterday.
I stood in the middle of the room...
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Each drop was competing
in a perfect choreography...
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My classmate across the psychology room
finally spoke up...
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This disposable camera
is ours, as long as it lasts...