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I looked in the mirrorJust like any dayExpecting to see messy hairNothing unusual thereBut as I gazed in the glassThe lighting lowI touched a faceThat..
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Gliding through afield of dying grass
A breeze of virulent air threatens to suffocate me
It seems Like I've been lost for years, tip-toeing on broke..
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There's girl in my mirrorI watch her at timesWith her hair, dark wavesAnd the purest blue eyesShe stays in her roomIn her own little worldLocked away ..
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~I don't know who I'm looking at anymoreWhere are all your smiles, where's the warmth?Tell me, was it all a big lie?Because this face I'm staring at,O..
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Red roses are the flowers of the broken hearted
Lost lover's tears of blood
Taint the once pure white petals
Goodbye delicateflower
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Eyes bright, staring up at the night skyReflecting the majestic star lightGrass tickles her bare legs and cheeksAs she lays there, serene and smiling,..
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Here I sitAlone in the darkSqueezing my eyesAndclutchingmy heartTrying to rememberWith all my mightWhat your lovely,Musical voice sounds likeI hug my ..
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Eyes wandering through the dense trees
Picking up every small movement
He searched endlessly for her
That deliciously rare nymph of the woods
S..
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I'll be counting the moments
Till we meet again, Love
No matter how much time we have
It will never be enough
I long to hold your hand
To the end..
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Everybody knew Aspen Marks disapeared 3 months ago, but no one knew why or where. That is until she came back from a hostile kidnapper quiet and scare..
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