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the choices were given
Now you must live them
Or just not live

But do you want that?
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so love me now, hell is coming.
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If you love me, let me live in peace
Please understand
That the black sheep can wear the golden fleece
And hold a winning hand
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But if I could tear his throat, and spill his blood between my jaws, and erase his name for good, don’t you know that I would? Don't you realize I wouldn’t pause, that I would cut him down with my claws if I could have somehow never let that happen?

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I'm sorry about the phone call and needing you;
Some decisions you don't make.
I guess it's just like breathing, and not wanting to;
There are some things you can't fake.

I guess that it's typical
To cling to memories you'll never get back again,
And to sort through old photographs
Of a summer long ago, or a friend that you used to know.
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A year has gone, as the tortoise goes,
Heavy and slow;
And the same rose blows, and the same sun glows,
And the same brook sings of a year ago.
-whittier

there goes today ...
it slowly fades ..
slowly fades away.
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Dark house, by which once more I stand
Here in the long unlovely street,
Doors, where my heart was used to beat
So quickly, waiting for a hand,

A hand that can be clasped no more--
Behold me, for I cannot sleep,
And like a guilty thing I creep
At earliest morning to the door.

He is not here; but far away
The noise of life begins again,
And ghastly through the drizzling rain
On the bald street breaks the blank day.
-tennyson

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I touch the clasp of your locket
With its picture held
Some secret you wouldn’t tell
But let it choke your neck
So we imagine a darkness
Where all shapes divide
Solids changing into light
With a burst of heat so bright
Well fine, don’t you do what I want you to
Don’t degrade yourself the way I do
Because you don’t depend on all the shit
That I use to make my moods improve

Near a sea of pianos
There were waves of chords
That crashed against the shore
In one huge and useless roar
And there were girls bringing water
Like a dream they came
To cure the fever of my brain
And soothe my burning throat
And they made me a necklace
Hanging beads of sweat
On a string of my regrets
And placed it around my neck
And they were singing
"Don’t you do what you’ve wanted to
Yeah, don’t destroy yourself
Like those cowards do
And maybe the sun keeps coming up
Because it has gotten used to you
And your constant need for proof"
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I can mingle with the stars & throw a party on Mars

I feel like flying, then I feel like frying, then
I feel like dying



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funny how i'm not laughing now,
he's not coming home to me.
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..Until pain is no longer the first thing to fill you upon waking.....