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They were lovely, those antique fragiles I'd collected over the years...
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Embrace me, Love... Still my worries with the strength in your pulse;
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So slow, my blood courses through
to drown my thoughts in crimson inspiration.
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There were so many things I wanted...
like vengence.
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You can't see me from where you sit,
your eyes are fixed onto a road that swallows us while we tread it's water slicks.
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I can hear your chorus
and your rising pain-
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Some nights my muscles lay on pins and needles, prepared to fight off my nightmares-
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You can tell me that you're my best friend- you can hug me tight and tell me that you're there for me...
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Don't be beaten down-
keep the bruises at bay;
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Leave the past where it belongs- let the footprints fade...
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I wake up arching my back, gasping for air with tears wet on my face;
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It's the perfect night to let go your worries;
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You can push me,
you hit me, make me bleed-
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Forget all your worries, let them drift...fall away...
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I wanted to sit down and write a poem, but the right words can't find me tonight.
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I wonder what the music's like, when two deaf lovers dance-
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How will you know me? What are my strengths,
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At night I sometimes slept in a corner-
because the two walls felt like a hug.
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I remember you...
the grip of your words around my heart-
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This touch, your touch- is my favorite feeling.
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I'm more relaxed
I'm more low key-
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New friends come
and old friends go,
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When you take my hand my soul's lifted up,
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Someone tell me why- every time I'm lyin' on my back and countin the stars,
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I know how you see me,
someone who'll always be there...
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I've taken the bad and I've had some good- it all comes around one day or the next...
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You are a terrifying beauty. My legs shake when I mount you
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I remember what it's like to drag cold glass across skin
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It's dark, not black but dark- and yet I can see your feet perfectly as mine step onto them for support.
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If you're going to cry- shed tears without moderation.
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Do you hear that? ...that 'boom' echoing from the sky to your chest?
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Insomnia, you bitch! You said this would be easier-
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If I ask you for a million dollars...
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