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On a break spent being astounded
as words fall powerlessly to the...
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You can treat me like dirt,
but i don't care anymore...
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As i take pen in hand,
i think about all the times...
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Glass is shattered every where
Scattering the memories we once had...
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I'm unequal in balance, unequal for logic,
such a modern cut of seasons...
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You are changing
You are changing...
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Don't tell me the river
doesn't flow through...
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I want to make worlds
in miniature...
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My nightingale sings of passing flesh,
which daily sought to find itself in lover's eyes...
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Standing in the doorway,
She says, with a tear...
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Wild
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2 by Poet on the Piano
Mis alas,
escuches...
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I shape shift with all my power
into who I am...