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part of me wants to keep on loving you,
drown myself in tears of love that,
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I sit behind you
I guess I always took a backset to you
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[ they’re only tears]
I cannot seem to face the feel
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I don't know why, I can't suppress
This urge I have, when you're undressed.
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Getting off on pain
isn't all that bad
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Was height the thing we feared?
No, the height is circumspect
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what is breathing
if it is not a slow and torturous exercise,
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You cannot love by amounts
you either have it, or
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Love is wasting sickness
in which we fall prey to our desires
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You are.
No, let that be rephrased,
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the screams start off so softly
in the chill,
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but it didn't stop me from loving you,
with every ventricle and platelet....beat.
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Who will mourn me,
oh, beloved one
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Bleeding, barely breathing
Tasting
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I dreamt a dream in apathy
i dreamt a dream in dark
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that every breath was beautiful
and meaning filled every day
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I'm so blank and condescending
and I'm all you'll ever need
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the dead are dead and the living live
yet we are in between
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Just as the dawn fast approaches
and coaxes the living from sleep
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Unspoken thoughts are tokens
of the mind and all it fears
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Derisive circumspect
the utterance of three small words
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The stream played upon my feet
that, once free of shoes
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Love is not a catalyst
and disposition
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this taste eternal as I whisper what it's worth
mist obscure your senses
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Open and awake
he contemplated contemplation
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At hand and in heart
En train to a moment of perfection
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"You are bleeding my love."
She took his hand and bit
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So I’ll just write and mutter Dear,
Make my words so damn unclear
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Life is a lot more fun when you try your hand at being open-minded. For once not to care about who is who, who acts like that because they can or because they c
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Laid out in extremity, my enemy
As I lose this fight.
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Trickle of a teardrop and down came the rain
Crash, The crushing cascade.
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this was all over, before it ended, before you begin
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This piece will no longer be put up here
as it is being published.
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Death defys wit
and sweat, condescension
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