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Dripping wet, perspiring ice.
A glass of liquid poured minutes ago,
Abandoned so; the mood shifted suddenly.
She doesn't dare sip it, no,
Not wh..
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Maybe tomorrow, another day just wasted.
This feeling of remote cast away heart break.
These wretched thoughts are some thing
Of a minor key, som..
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I lie, and cheat, and play on hearts:
Broken, and filed, boiled to slight perfection.
The penny left about the floor, shaken and faded;
Looks of ..
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Let's be rebels and define society.
Break all the rules, without any memories.
Step on broken shards of fallen heart,
and cut across the yards o..
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