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Approaching ornate gates of iron
that lay open as ominous arms...
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You're far away, high in the light
your eyes sex-clenched as your notes start...
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Thirty-One Days
Innocent...
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It's really cold in here
The place is pitch black...
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Some days you feel it;
Others, you pretend not to...
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I am
all that I speak of...
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I tired the hours wandering
nearby saddened forests...
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Lies
(1)
3 by David Munoz
No one really knows
What's going on in someone's head...
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Gazing at the mirror observing what I see,
all might not be perfect, but it all belongs to...
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It seems karma never skips a visit.
I bet you're wishing for someone [anyone...
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I sought pear blossoms,
yet all you offered were...
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Like a waterfall my sweet, I fall frequently
into the painful pleasure your love bestows me...