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She was so fragile!Twas a long roadto China in her cup,sipping green tea;til I broke her plate;Shown the doornot perturbed,I went out with Hot 'n' Spi..
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I could not share.One couldn't fathomthe depth of your lovethree dimensionally,being too universal,I wanted youall to myself.
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A cold front.That pestilencein your tonewiping your breathon my wordsas I spoke,left me cold.
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Long leggety beasties!Your pre-teutonic presence,a blast of cold air,coming from behindI felt you breatheon my shoulder.I never knew whetheryour incor..
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The epilogue.Was not the epilogue, deathjust a lever on the cogsof life turning to remindus to keep going orbe pulled to a grinding stop.Who controls ..
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The elusive window to her soul.I could never see her soullet alone look inside,I could never find the window,you know....the one which readin case of ..
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Fiery words!While the fire of words ignited in flames, so did the calm from the embers bring warmth.
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The Hypnotist. To unveil myself, I would have to remove all my clothes, but you know that... having the key to my mind; just..
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Behind the final curtain?Is not deathno more than a goodbye;" I'll see you later!"
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Sticks and Stones eh!Was not ye wordsthat killed me;sticks and stones may break me bonesbut ye words never harmed me.Twas the knife ye heldthat went t..
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