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Look outside your window-look into that dark misty night,look at the trees that sway in your wayand hear the wind sigh.Listen to the sounds of the uns..
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I guess I never knew what you meant to me,fail to see, that you wanted to be free,But I bound you up- burdening you,forgetting that you are a part of ..
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You just broke the iceand brought me out of silence...and that little earth i had under my feetturned into fire.Whispered...Said my name-you called me..
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Red has long been a color of passion and death. Red is also a sense of fear. Red is not just the color of blood. It is blood itself. Burning emotions...
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