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Is not that I dont care, But rather the fact that you do, more than I ever could And that is just not fair.

She worked at the supermarket, In the bakery department. Now she's gone; car crash, pretty harsh. I think her name was Eve. -Yeah, she had a ..

I know It is broken. It was broken long ago, I forget when. There are no string or rope that can tether The pieces together. By now the initial..

The absence of a beat, An empty seat, Dust covered clothes, A fight concerning who's valued most. Who is entitled to this or that? Meanwhile ..

Thought long and hard about it, Didn't do much good, but there was nothing else to do with all that time. The only thing that helped was a bottle ..

I've Got no words, No songs or chords. Nothing as far as an excuse. I Bet you think my shame is just a cheap ruse, But I swear it has cost ..

Just outside my room, There's a blue lagoon Surrounded by trees And birds I've freed. On the porch there's a blanket Atop the wicker chair-hid..

On the table there's a book - a timeless fable. The title's a hook and all eyes that glare are young and thus look for hope there. It's slig..

This is just a half-thought. Some broken thing the frigid wind brought.

If you're not there, If I wait for you in vain, If I'm the only one who cares If we see each other again, Does that mean your love was false, N..