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Vagrant sketchAs the devil rises from bed, / the wolf leaves his den. / I grew from the grave.
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Jan 17, 2012
Be sure to wave.The somnambulist son, / to whom dreams come no matter / dusk or dawn
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Jan 17, 2012
Adventure ThiefShe hummed fireworks / With our eyes closed / What will i find on my hands next
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Feb 16, 2011
5cmlay in blue / take in the colors / while my eyes take in you
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Jan 28, 2011
WednesdayThe only life you've ever lead / are the reoccurring dreams inside your head. / I see you and i know there there is magic,
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Jan 19, 2011
2 Years till2 years till bored. / The fall holds me in. / I tripped over the cord
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Nov 26, 2010
No One to KnowI ride along, / I ride alone. / No one to know.
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Aug 16, 2010
WhisteriaI had dreamt of this last night / but i forgot during the day / Now the breeze is blowing me back
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Aug 12, 2010
10/16/08You laugh in your sleep, / I'm oppressed in mine. / Drifting leaves will storm the sun.
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Aug 8, 2010
Late night callsSome period periodical / Trying to eliminate those free radicals. / She asked me the color of my eyes
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Jul 26, 2010
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