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I'm so tired,And yet I can't sleep.This heat is embodied misery;Drowning me,Suffocating me,Never ceasing,And all consuming. I grasp at cool breezes, R..
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Can you taste it in the air?Thestorm on yonder horizonPainting the world a grey and dismal vision.Birds cease their flight to stare.Shall I dance, wou..
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" I couldn't waste any time, I learned that with one life chaninging phone call..."
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Standing on the beach, Distant
But not really alone,
I watch the long brewing storm roll in.
For years the thunder had been
Just past the ..
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There was
a bird that whispered to me,
His voice
soft and lithe,
Begging,
pleading, “Come dance with me”
Well who
was I to de..
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There are daysWhen I can relate to rain cloudsWhen my eyes reflect their grey frownsAnd every drop is a hidden tearThat pulls me downThat steals my br..
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The depth of my madness knows no boundsAnd I embrace it with every jerked, contorted stepOn this pathway through purgatorywe call life.
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I kept that song you composedThe one with love drippingFrom every note you playedAnd I hug my pillow tightAs if it were you insteadOn these cold, lone..
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Weeping statue, oh so old,
How weary you must be.
These battles based upon fools gold-
"Oppression to stay free".
How wide your bed must seem,
..
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**Rated Teen, deals with some mature themes***
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