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Who do you think you are?I guess a better question to askWould beWho do you think I am?How do you think I am?This morning I ordered aLatte and sat by ..
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I thought I knew loveBut then I heard you laugh.I would face every day with a smile in its placeIf I could wake up to that sound every morning.I thoug..
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Mine is a tale of two cities.Imagine a childhood telephone,A string stretched between two soup cans,Except I'm on both ends.My American SelfChats with..
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Do their names haunt youLike echoes of the almost,Or have you sinceMuted themSo that you could hear me?Do you Rest In PeaceWhile they're in the Paradi..
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From the excited bar raptureTo the tunnel that trapped herWithin its depthAll that's leftOf the joint's forte paceA steady thump thumpA rhythm, a bass..
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poetry in euphoriais the verse of truthit's rough and dirtybut it's honestit's short but it's pickyit syphons out the truththe secretsthe things you w..
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I will not lead a comfortable life.I will travel farther,fall harder,and speak louder.I will learn to be selfish,but to give selfishly.I will love wit..
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Somewhere between where we were and where we are going,I sit in limbo, in peace,Between you and whatever the clouds give us.The company of you and the..
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Kisses of the earth,Aftertaste of bitterness,Venture out the world,Arrive with spirit clearance.
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You don't need to be quiet.You are safe.Excitement will not hurt you,Having fun will not hurt you,He will not hurt you.
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