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I want to warn you and make you turn around
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World of mysterious life unfolds
Obtrusive and outlandish
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Old woman sitting
In a rocking chair
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Don'tcha want to roll in it
Don'tcha want to play
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It’s all routine An onward march
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A tree is an arm I lean against to count stars; braced as I make spackled wishes
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Pain, pain, go away;
Send me now, the rain.
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life is love and love is life,
you were it and 1 day i would have wanted you to be my wife,
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Close your eyes,
Look deep within,
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Wasn’t it supposed to be like this?
The flame of hurt, the final kiss?
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"Ah tellt ye boy, ye maun sit doon
And dinnae birl that chair aroon!"
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About my pink-stuffed Rabbit. Contest poem
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Laying here staring at the ceiling.
Your head laying heavy on my chest.
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i can't express how sorry i am
that sometimes i didn't even give a damn
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The clouds start rolling in
Black as black can be
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Oh, the child-hood memories that come to mind when you're messed up
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Another old one I found. Mainly about some childhood memories.
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I hear the thunder
sound from far away
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