duncan-weirWhisper

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A cliched romanceIf you sit up late at night / and perk your ears / you may hear a sound
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Apr 17, 2012
AgreementSo she looked at me once then said / "I don't understand you" / I could do nothing but smile
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Apr 13, 2012
As death may comeIf I die in a brave way / whether the way I planned or not / and it was in such a way
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Apr 13, 2012
Giving the small thingsI felt a tap on my shoulder, so I looked / standing there stood he / only coming up to my shoulder
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Apr 13, 2012
Learningwithout the mistakes that others have made / we would not be who we are / we would have to experience it all for ourselves
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Apr 14, 2012
Looking on the othersideThe blood drips down my face / it pools at my feet / I look up into his eyes
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Apr 18, 2012
Lost in the seaI looked at you / I made that joke / just for an excuse
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Apr 18, 2012
On my fatethey used to say that it would all end / that i would never get my chance / I wanted to tell them that i would
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Apr 14, 2012
Passing from the nightAs the sunlight washes in / Upon the yellow wall / all is bright, fine, and good
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Apr 16, 2012
The last chargeThe horse stood upon the hillside / the grass blew in ripples / the man upon the horse
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Apr 18, 2012
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