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Old Country SongCold and lonely sights like these / Scare and push me toward the ****** / Of nights I knew so well when I was young
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WantThe need like a scream / Rings in and rattles out the skull / Echoing down the spine
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Laughing GhoulsLaughing ghouls walk among us / Wearing masks of men / Their hollow eyes betray their guise
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Perspective of BeautyI like haunting sights / Their beauty lingers with you / Their pale form delights
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Down SouthChannel South. / The Mississippi fold / Whipped midnight dust
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Sixty Second Stream of ConsciousnessThe beat down, down trodden / Beatific, angelic hooligans / On the page, on the road
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Tin GirlA pitch black blanket of unwound strands / Lays splayed before broken words in impotent rage / Breathing ragged against a winter window
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Features of Her FaceHer skin is a smooth / European pale / Spent in the shadows of rugged mountains
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Bad TimingA kiss too late that left my lips / And passed to you with a gentle press / As you glided by.
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Old Soul as Errant KnightThe battle is not won or lost / But I am finished with it / Sword hanging limp in hand
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