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Words can cause and heal the deepest wounds |
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Phlem floods voids where flowers once grew |
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opening eyes and hearts will close down the barriers that divide us |
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Finding your one true love, is like winning the lottery. Don't fritter it away! |
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It's ironic, once we're old enough to understand love, we're then, too damn old to enjoy it. |
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Depression is like a shadow; sometimes invisibly faint, sometimes so dense it smothers out all light. |
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Taking the bubbling brook of life for granted is all very well, until it cracks and dries. |
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After the rains have ebbed my endless love will flow for you. |
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Beneath a heavy moon my heart cries for your return. |