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Kisses of red velvet wine
And couverture chocolate liquor.
Drunk off of thebitter-sweetness that lingers.
It all tastes the same.
Kind of like sin..
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Overflowing ashtrays and empty beer bottles,
One man's image was reflected over and over.
The mistaken impression of a child,
Whispered in his ear...
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Vacant stares,
With eyes like the moon.
Wandering lonely as a cloud.
Hands stuffed in pockets,
Covering any trace of sadness.
Incapable of maki..
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Perfection.
A powerful, dangerous, terrible word.
Something terminal.
Something murderous.
That's how bad it is.
Desired but not reachable.
Th..
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I am horrified of what is to come in the near future. Everyone expects me to be auspicious and plan out the most diminutive of details there is about ..
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I have stories left to tell,
They're of the healing kind.
Headed into the great unknown,
It's what's keeping me alive.
I'm holding onto heaven.
..
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From the first gasp of breath,To the first tear you wiped,You were always there.Holding my hands and guiding me,To the unknown.The way you helped me t..
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Ice glacier blue eyes, peer through my cold soul.His lips a light rosy pink of wonder.My beating heart is what he simply stole.His charming soft laugh..
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The moon came out.Pale and shrunken to the size of a dime.Crossed quietly over a meadow,Squatted in the shadows,Like a sheep in a dream. Black plastic..
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Painted on the outside wallsWas a mural of problems.Long-suffering in the early hours of the morning,Like entering another world.A realm of sights and..
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