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 Make me runaway, even from me I feel as though I'm pushed aside It makes it hard for me Together were full of hatred Together were unfit so... [read more] |
 I am forever Music The laughter of the Sun Illuminating this darkened pathway for flowers not to stray in their transition from seed to b... [read more] |
 They have to bear the burden For they are servants, and they masters This nosy calibre who want spades Rather than spoons to scoop better gr... [read more] |
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Mama, my joy!Mama, my pride! You weep and grief for me When i toil or die for you. Young as i am my part I must play, i should never Feel th... [read more] |
 Valerie Thompson spent her days In service to the weak. She visited sick, fed the poor, Never a bad word did speak. She wouldn't hurt a sing... [read more] |
 he's been standing there for nearly a week now without a bite or even a nibble one thing is certain this is no hobby this is dead serious... [read more] |
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I was blind to myself I couldn't see clear It's me all the time It's my fault.. That I'm not happy As much as I should be I pushed him away... [read more] |
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how strange it is indeed for a man who loves the sea to be found here hold secure cargo in shambles none the richer for his travels last ni... [read more] |
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how strange it is for a man who loves the sea to go down on her unwillingly cruelly and in contempt of the laws of hospitality gagging, spu... [read more] |
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My clothes Fit well i’ve Grown on them You see the thin veil of interpretation between you and me My clothes are a Room of my own they Are m... [read more] |
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how strange it is for one that loves the sea having first fallen in an unfocused moment the thrill of the hunt overboard and alone in tha... [read more] |
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here i am suspended here at this anti-node at the limits of sensory displacement though i remain unaffected by virtue of the principle of s... [read more] |
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(for Milady's) Wise trees ~ rooted in darkbrown soil ~ surrender: shed fluttering leaves like tired birds when on the green moss of the... [read more] |
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(for Milady's) Blushing Belladonna with your sweet embrace how do I compete with your delicate display? I'll dress in fragrant petals... [read more] |
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I don't know how to feel Every breath, word or thought seems unreal Everything seems like a nightmare Realization that lifes not fair Taken... [read more] |