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I don't want to be amusing.A toy;Doll Faced.All the boys want to play.I don't want to be a mirror,So you can see yourself the way you want to,So hands..
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Twisting shadowsHound at my frayed edges,Blurred,By the static night,And the room,Which has turned toWhite-noise.A bird criesLike a nightmareThat i ca..
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It's numb,The feeling of you slipping in and out of me,As easy as pie,Beneath my semi-consciouseyes,Melting under drunken tides.And all i'll be able t..
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Like you,The Winter worries me.The trampled meadows,And withered blossoms of yellow spring,Whisper to me:Melancholy.I want to sit by the fireAnd hold ..
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She waited,Like a winter flower on water.The white and orange fish swimming,Wishing their tails,Frolicking,And licking the sky.But no-one came for her..
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I have a secret.It goes kind of like this:When the wind blows,Like as if giving a kiss,I spread my legs openTo an unforgiving bliss.My father applauds..
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Unsuccessful black bird,You are a dead man's coat,Black coal in a fire's hearth,Marking time with your residue.You are all men's fear and regret,Their..
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Birds in their cages,So beautiful to watch.Their freedom un-achievable,So seldomsought.Perched in the dim light,Covered in dust,Lostrelicsof glory,Los..
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It is as you would expect,That the black void, alone, cannot describe the pain, That feedslike black coals to a flame,Not letting go...And the straine..
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The moonbathes my skin,With its sparkling light,With its sweetlullaby,Resurfacing my cool,distant dreams,Like white smokedisappearsinto night,Leaving ..
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