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18 Years Agoi. / 18 years ago / you touched me
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Jul 27, 2011
4amIt's four in the morning / and I'm plagued by three words / They circle my mind and won't let me go
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Jul 27, 2011
A Girl's CompanionRound and round / your words do spin / You sit upon my wit's end
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Jul 27, 2011
AheadChug in and wash it down / Don't choke / Just get it right
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Jul 27, 2011
A Morbid SceneHis mouth was sickly twisted in an eternal smile / His upper limbs were disgustingly vile; / all torn up and lifeless
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Jul 27, 2011
Artistic AbuseI color your words in shocking reds / with undertones of purple to show / the bruises they create
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Jul 25, 2011
Art, You TeaseYou are that piece of art / The one stuck in our minds / Your body is the empty canvas
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Jul 27, 2011
Beginnings Are SweetTentative starts are very thrilling / We don't know where it goes / Or where it ends
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Jul 27, 2011
Big Bad LoveLove turned it's back, but / I was the one to cower / under it's bright gaze.
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Jul 27, 2011
BirthdayI wish my birthday was in December / So it would be gone by now / I wish my birthday was in June
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Jul 27, 2011
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