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The world's got their ears covered / With their hands as I scream. / They won't lower them for me / 'Till I fall back in the dream / Until I forget what I've discovered and / Walk the path laid for me. / I was str
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The next time you catch my hand don’t let it go / Because you know I can’t stand the cold on my own / And this light you’ve offered me, pouring out and shining down / Has killed the shadows in the corners, I can open mby AshleyInWonderland 32 lines, 2 comments, on May 6 5:24 PM 2007
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This is short, but I think it might interest you. I wrote it in a kind of Old World style, which was a first for me. I'd appreciate it if y
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Here I am thinking about you again, / So many times you've motivated my pen, / I pray this is the last time it overpowers my hand / Because I don't want to be affected by you anymore / Enough to retreat to my room, th
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In pitch black rain I'll improvise a smile for blind eyes. / I'll whisper your greatest desire into a starving wind. / And when the bend breaks, I'll take along the heartache, / Fumbling my steps in a destructive spin.
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Racing to where I already stand, / Etching lines in the palms of my hands. / Hating what was and what is and will be, / Seeing new things I've already seen. / / I've gone too far and fallen behind / Screening youby AshleyInWonderland 33 lines, 4 comments, on May 1 7:04 PM 2007. In Contemporary, Dark, Political, Thoughts
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Poisoned by the darting tongue, / This company I've grown to detest. / I've been greasd down too many rungs / On the ladder of self-respect
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I'm lost in the home of the homeless, I only meant to rest / But I fell deep into sleep and awoke with you here / I try to find a way out, but / Every path leads me back where I started from, and / It will be a long
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Nature, thundering, crashes / Waves of commotion on a humble shore. / I attempt to watch the sunset / I am blinded by it's light. / Roaring wind tears at my clothes and hair, / I close my eyes and chase the spots of
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Death came to the country that year, / Swift, rouge, and unreined. / It wouldn’t abate for any person, / It killed men and children the same. / / The Prince of the land was a Prosperous man, / With a plan for ke
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