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Lost handleA handle is hard to describe / But in this thought I'll try / I am, with or without you / You do not
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It had to comeI've often thought of this day / The day I write of losing you, / My heart I said would carry on / B
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There is more than fourHow can I feel the way of songs / The songs that make you cry / My life a lie / Want to die / A noos
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The swimming ladyYou drank my thoughts / When you swam in my mind / Changed the currents / Calmed the rouge waves / A
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Wondering madAgain I tumble toward the forgivings of love.. / Mention me to the mad man sitting, / The mind he is
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A natural senseLeafed out trees scream / with cracks against the sky / A static chaos that orgasms / and leads to n
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