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We missed you last Christmas
We wrote your name, outside in the snow
We built you a snowman, and gave him your name
I ..
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Take me to the desert
Accompany me, to the sea
My spirit will fly, across this land
Once I was shattered, the darkest vision
A bloodied gown, a ..
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This is about the vicious cycle of the society we are all a part of... whether we like it or not.
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She was an angel; her life was a miracle
She saved the weak, the scared and the lonely
She tore off her wings, and gave them to me
A gift to the on..
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These are the things my music drowns out...
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Beauty and The Media.
Everywhere you turn in America, you see perfection. On magazine covers at the supermarket, on the television set that flashes p..
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Iwrote this because I think we've all been affected by media and society in a negative way. I think we let magazines and such tell us how we should lo..
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When You Loved Me
October 14th
2009
Last night my life changed
Don't ask me how it happened, or how I made it through
the night
All I know is that ..
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Snow falls from the sky in sheets
Bundled inside, she watches it fall
His arms tight around her, winter in the air
Her life a..
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A dress so red, and lipstick so pink
As she floats around the dance floor
The man in the corner, may ask her to dance
before ..
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