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Oh woe is my joy,
A singular toy...
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You fluttered, silk and black
Green shimmering across your wings...
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They say we all dance with demons when night
falls and the lines between our worlds thin...
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These trees before me, sing so peacefully.
Their words are mixed with the breeze...
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In the even scales
of fangs there are no mercy...
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sudden lies
droopy eyes...
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Shivering heather
awaken to misty moors...
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eyes that only dream of you,
bore holes in others searching...
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Hey torero you are so brave
raging the bull...
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Love is not a waste
But it can't be recycled...
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I now know things...
things...
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Music
Underestimates...