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My own hand made hell
where happy feels insane and
sane is apathy
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I see her in every woman I meet
That cheery smile which I cherished
And against which I only knew defeat
Because she was the first woman I loved.
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If the world were bushes and each of us grew fruit,
You'd think me insane for wanting to be sweet.
Rotten and icky and spotten and sticky is astute,..
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I hate all of you.
You need to hate all those who ask why
Because my words are true.
Perhaps I bake and sell a delightful lie
Just for all of you...
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Pitter patter between each little light
What good is a person who only lives at night?
Who but the specters and giants roam this hour
Whose rumored..
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Beautiful and calm as a spring sunshower,
Cooling drops speckle my warm body
Until I am veiled in dew and flowers
That slowly grant peaceful stasis..
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Rain in the sky never floated so perfectly,
like the wind were the water where
droplets descended into darkness and blue
that met the distant horiz..
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Dance with me, my splendid shadow,
My only partner, my monochrome rainbow.
Waltz with me, together without woe,
Together we drift, together like sn..
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Sativa sunset, sing me to sleep.Play me a melody, something so sweet.Like a romance movie, we're in too deep.Mind going numb, I'm giving in to the hea..
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A dream out of reach,I will never stop chasingAnd end in failure.
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