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Why do so many of us never share what's really on the insIde? Chattering away, muttering mundane pleasantries no one means or actually believes in. Su..
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there is a place where we belongfar away from this current madnessanger,double-crosssnakes behind the maskofsuperficial wiles and sinister smilesa pla..
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it wasn't so much the things you saidbut rather, theactions that followedinconsistent,unexpectedout of left fieldhurtful.and full of rage from a very ..
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will I miss the shuffle of your stepsas they pass into eternity,the smacking of lipsthe icy
glare of your stareas you twist the truthmaking it all a..
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there is no net to safetyno refuge from pain and horror-showsregardless of how you try to sugar coat,obvious still livesin spite of oblivioushow could..
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how I wishtobrush againstyour tendernessto hold youwith thesetrembling handsfeel you through my very coreinhaling us,inspiring more...
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it was never a question of howbut when,the way you moved across the roomand how the shadows would blendas the nighttook a breathwhile the moon burnedr..
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his memories, contortedflowing from some other dimensional realmfractured and broken in piecesreflecting what's left along the recesses of his convolu..
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what's this dreadhiding under all your excuses and abuses,of anything and everythingconnected to mewas I a fool to expectthis to last forever,was I na..
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is thereanything of significancebeyond our point of relevancerather, should refuge be the keywe seekbelieving all is well,regardless of external disas..
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