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My Father's CologneMy Father wears a / Cologne of dirt and sweat, / cowboy hat and boots,
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GuiltGuilt / Is such a strange / Yet filling
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Separated by the MilesSeparated by the miles, / A fire burns brightly between them. / And yet there' a chill running down her spine,
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UntitledI wanna get back / To those endless / Summber nights,
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Something MoreThis whole ordeal is becoming / *Dangerous.* / I warned you
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The Hidden Monster.There's something left unsaid / There's something burning inside my head. / It's consistent and nagging,
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Why I WriteI often forget why it is / That I write. / It's not for potential fame
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Another Typical NightIt's another typical night. / He's fallen asleep again, and yet I continue to speak. / I whisper to him quietly while he sleeps,
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WinterThe winter weather / Is a harsh reminder / That I cannot
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Present No Moreeach day that passes / gets a little / easier.
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