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Long Way From HomeThe metallic snake, so long and sleek / races along its trail / Predestined tracks it is cursed to follow
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Jun 23, 2013
Moon Light MemoryYou once said the moon would sleep / reflections of a mood so deep / altered states we loved to keep
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Jun 23, 2013
HushWhat mouths we have. To lie with out words and touch without regret. / Tongues twisting around promises made before we ever really met. / David Martin
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Jun 23, 2013
Middle American Factory for Youth in RevoltThey said we had it all / Middle American brats / bottom barrel aristocrats
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May 19, 2013
That One WinterThe leaves that fall in late November / are tears that I can still remember / All my words could still not mend her
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May 19, 2013
Her Mind AmazingHer mind was as amazing as / the big bang. / What a sweet thing
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May 19, 2013
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