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I work alongside the birds unschooled and precious
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Disregard this vacancy down my spine
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I flutter about
in my pink slippers
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Beauty walks with dreamers
Dreamers find their way by moonlight
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Locked out of the burning garden
By burgundy pain that will bleed faith dry
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make it quick, make it fast
ripping off the bandage of your bondage
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Retrospect is yours to ignore
Fornications calling
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Sick and sedated we stand; divided we already are
Numbness tumbles in a childproof jar
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He peels off my layers
like a yawning yellow rose,
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She struggles to find
her recovery stroke
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With the sound
of twisted metal
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Beyond heaven...
Beyond the tumultuous sea...
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Dark haunting secrets possess your mind
And infiltrate your thoughts.
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Blinding haunting
Death is taunting
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The sun went down
and Dawn broke.
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She was quietly drawn
to his sadness.
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Seedy hotel rooms, backlit streets
Guilty conscience, but still repeats.
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The overwhelming desire to be numb
increases with the sound of your voice.
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Beauty mutters
at reflections cast
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Irony grasps me
by the throat
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Time spent on her knees
with Kings.
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The flaming beacon has not yet begun
it's daily ritual of illumination
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Observing from afar
Longing to touch...only touch
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How many of me can there be
One, two or maybe three
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Pages turned
By chewed fingernails
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As I was trudging so unclearly
through the forest dark and dreary
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crawling through your frozen conscience
where grumbling walls have fear
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No one knows the hunger she feels
dripping inside her
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those expecting more
get less
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