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hopelessly windswept through time's expanse
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life among these sideways buildings passes slowly
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the lazy breaking dawn of this shuttered and silent
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silver spiders slide down silver strands
of woven web wrought in windy weeks
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girls are bitches
it's really
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That girl is a vague concept
she's lying inebriated
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small particles of dust
filter through
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trapped in my room
in my own undoing
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this feeling spreads
like an unknown virus
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I am growing up
and growing old
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Sleepy in the morning
oh, it's just another day
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i want
to give you a chance
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Monday is hanging over my head
like every other day
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late nights are always
better with you baby
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a cigarette and a coffee
cafe frappe
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those little boys
always crawling
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hello,
i am a dirty pretty baby
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She swirled the last drops of dry,
dry martini and
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hello,
i think i know you,
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i don't like people.
i never really have,
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She drew in a quick breath
And with it came the scent of paper.
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And oh, how many people screamed,
The tweak of rationality
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When I opened my eyes this morning
They automatically searched for your face,
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When a woman loves a man,
she expects that plans will be made and kept
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She travels, / Indigo - / Bruised and broken - / Along her pretty path. / Transparent eyes, / So illuminated that / The would-be black pupi
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Like a breath of fresh air, / I catch a moment of her, / Blond hair and pen in hand. / A pink ribbon adorns her head / As a single teardrop is in mid-roll / Down her little crystal cheek
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It appears from here / That she has no eyebrows, only forehead, / But I'm pretty sure they're over there, / Somewhere. / She peers across a
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"brand new and fresh!" / She says / mid-blink, enthusiastic / mouth open, words halfway out / Pushing / Like a -
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so begins the day / cloudy, hazy / pollution filled / sky / the sun tries to shine through / but it's rays are sucked up / by the endless s
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Yesterday morning / She lay softly in the grass / Dew drops / Dripping down / Her tiny eyelashes / Little bugs / Crawling across / Her fingertips / And reaching her silver, / Enamel rings / Clea
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Give me shivers / Give me chills / My body quivers / From sleeping pills / Give me love / Give me care / The skies above / Are full of air
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