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Slowly the mind is drenched in so called engulfing...
The pain drives many to be deprived into lasting...
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If only my lips could touch
What only your lipstick can brush...
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Hum poems out. I love you
I play with your fingertips...
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This wasn't meant to happen.
His name was never supposed to show up...
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I know you're a jerk
and that it would never work...
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Its amazing how many questions burn inside my...
But "why?" is the only one able to be...
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In the dead of night, into darkness I slip
The devil's vines pull me into my nightmares grip...
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She wonders.
Will she ever fall in love again...
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Where was your tender touch?
Leaving me to regret much...
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She falls asleep crying with the mascara running...
in her hand, the camera...
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As morning comes
sun will shine...
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How can it be over
When it's not yet begun...