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blade's sweet whisper on my skin
soothes my aching soul again
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These hands are scarred and small, they're flawed, imperfect,
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The world will tell you lies, my dear; the scars they leave will bleed.
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It's a day for taking chances, a day for making bets,
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your stories ring with fallacy.
why must you always lie to me?
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Dear Mr. Bush,
You will have to pardon the bluntness of this letter. Strong feelings often overwhelm good manners, and although I shall try my best to remai
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You've no idea what you took from me
on an April afternoon four years ago...
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So far from my home, so far from the sea,
so far from the tradewinds defining me.
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"Why d'you want to cross the road?
What's on the other side that you can't find here?!"
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Lost a loved one once, long ago...
but it didn't feel so long ago
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and if you ask about what we used to have...
well, it's just dust and ashes now.
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I just can't see
how you could allow this to happen
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There are times late at night
when the golden glow of candlelight
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You don't have to buy me roses;
you don't have to buy me rings.
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In the end, it all comes to nothing.
In the end, it all fades away.
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it's been one hell of a day
with my head on the verge of exploding
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I'm so tired of hearing
the blind, witless sheep
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The things you fight the hardest for oft have the greatest meaning,especially when you seek to find the truths behind their seeming.
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He's just a little out of place,but being frozen for a thousand yearswill do that to a personand he's got a rather homely facewith goofy red
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My soul was bruised and battered. My heart was torn and shattered.
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little dark star/ so shiny and new/ we're so glad you're here/ we've been waiting for you!
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Daddy doesn't know
that I'm still trying to make him proud,
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I know a girl who used to hate boys.
She'd had her heart broken,
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He swore he would always love me.
He said he'd be thinking of me.
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If I had my way tonight,
tonight would never end.
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Funny how it's your little quirks
that make you dearer still to me,
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Patience is a virtue,
but not one I possess.
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sunlight slips shadows into the ring
as the sped-up heartbeat insistence
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don't know if you're dead-and-gone
or simply just gone
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she's losing her mind
but couldn't care less
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and if I ever write this letter
my bitter words will burn the page
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when your heart breaks, don't come crying to me.
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