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I am a force to be reckoned with I am the patterns in the stars
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I stumbled upon you in this foreign land we both had paint brushes in our hands
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one breath, the end torn between martyrdom and a modern lie
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a compilation of loose leaf secrets to take me through the past
to drown myself in my own thoughts, from days I thought we'd last
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Oh God, it's so beautiful...naivete,
to see him just like I did, find beauty in all things
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If you put half the thought into these words that I do,
Maybe I would waste my breath away
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for thinking i wasn't the only one in the world
who could transcend what's typical
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its that dream again,
that keeps coming back.
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the way your body feels against mine
it's the middle of winter, but never dull
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my dream, my ideal
my good morning smile
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as if all she'd ever learned had at once escaped her
her bags at his feet spoke it once and again
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never look back on the perched hummingbirds / singing along to the tune of growth / nevermind all the times you heard "friends are first" / and played along with the unspoken oath. / never retrace the tracks of t
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souped up, dressed down / standing on crumbling ground / I'll close my eyes and dream of forever / and in this you won't be found. / he said, she said, I can't take my mind away / I can't escape this rebellious
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avenge yourself, avenge yourself
from self-inflicted loneliness
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slip your hand in mine, let's take a walk / about life, faith, love we'll have a talk / we'll gaze at the waves and let the wind blow through our hair / spy a quaint dwelling on the beach / appealing to all lusts
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A place to rest under the stars tonight / I can't recall a more broken time in my life / A symphony, legendary, won't convey / Circumstances, mixed feelings and the way / You were always there before / I b
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There was a time before life mattered when we wanted everything we saw,
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To those who aren't afraid to laugh when you trip over your own feet, cause it's much less embarrassing when you can laugh it off with some
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We go around creating disaster exploiting forgiving hearts
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insensitivity and hypersensitivity. good advice and a closed mind.
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chemical imbalance or whatever you'd call it
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it really is too sweet to last can you taste the monotony?
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we waste it away wishing we had more
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strange new commitment. mindset, passion.
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an observation
my life consists
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repeated the checklist in my mind
missing something still
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endless pages and a half of cursive
each scribbled letter justifying feeling
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warm july nights under the stars,
setting boundaries for the universe.
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since then i've lost touch
with myself.
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spent an entire year
creating a place for me
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thoughts of you escape me
living the high life
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