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I take back every word I said,
I will not be there 'till the end.
You take back every word you said,
this friendship is one that will never mend.
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about an old pact me and a friend had. Until I lost the friend.
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Long, kind of not my thing, rambles on, but here you go.
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A short little ditty about my dad.
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It's been 365 days and counting, old soul,
and I'm afraid this life is not getting any easier.
They lied, they lied;
they said it would fade,
they..
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For Marilyn.
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Not very optimistic, but some of the best art is negative, right?
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My disease is chronic,
self-inflicted and out of control.
The medicine bottle is empty,
my stomach is full,
but baby, it just won't go away.
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You're the latest in a series of pharmaceutical Gods,
here to save my soul.
But here I stand,
water in hand,
staring you down.
I'll digest you ju..
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She watched me shake like an earthquake,
without a motion at all.
She made me crumble to my knees
then slowly stepped away.
She looked at me like ..
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