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I could a tale unfold, whose lightest words, would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, make thy, two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres. |
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"We but teach bloody instructions, |
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She's got bite marks on her tongue from all the things she's never said |
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Don't judge me |
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Are love turned into just a fling |
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Just gimme one good reason |
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I can't see myself cry |
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Standing closer ain't that bad |
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Tight rope walking ain't that hard |
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If i feel, then i need |