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No more Whiskey, No more WhiskeyNo more illusions of a better Life.A drum pounds in my head, More and more I wish I were dead, I roll, I roll in my be..
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A fair head sits upon Her smooth, slender neck; Tighter ever do I grasp it, Intoxicating to the touch.Eager fingers hold fast the strings of Her heart..
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And then it was that I woke up. The air around me was thick and heavy. About me was death, those we had killed and those that have killed us. I tried..
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Sharp little brother clings to my sideGives me the courage I wouldn't ordinarily have.When beast I receive, He gives me the meat.When plant I crave..
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Cold drops -forgiving, refreshing, cleansing- Thunder down to greet their green, growing Mates.They surround me, engross me in their steady march, ..
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Lovely Love, Tarry not too often in your own thoughts. Fret not the threat of Love not returned. All my world sets upon your smile. All my thoughts, u..
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Pain takes me,Fear grips me,For friend or foe I ever long,Yet all is gone and all is gone.
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-Passion burns in me, drives me to be more, forces change that is-Painful memories of who I have been, things I don't want, faces I have-Hurt all thos..
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They sing their quiet songs.Red leaves upon the throngs.Ever to stand watch,Ever to let be,Such things as you and I will ever-never be.
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Green grass upon the mound stands watch as lives abound.In day past gone, tears left long,in quiet sorrow do I avow;"Freedom, somehow"
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