tristan-claudeWhisper

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A Glove Upon That GraveThe warmth of her voice touched me like the hand of Juliet, and burn't me like her poisoned breath, / So who am I to give her lies, to take this terror away, / She's got poison and I'll drink my life away, a sip, a bottle, or a lake of drowning truth,
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Oct 9, 2011
A Simple WishI wished for you tonight, / No shooting star, / But when they say it's the thought that counts,
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Aug 22, 2010
A Sky Full of Hot Air BalloonsI've been leaving you messages in my sleep, / And I wonder if you ever get them, / Do you ever hear me flying by in stunt planes,
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Oct 20, 2012
Beaten on the StreetsLeaving these cities, / Looking for open hearts, / I seem to find ashes wherever I fall,
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Oct 9, 2011
Be HomeCalm down, / It's all right, / I'll be home tonight,
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Oct 9, 2011
Blurring SceneryWho are you, / Spending curious kisses, / You leave your eyes on me,
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Oct 20, 2012
Boats and BirdsShe was a shipping yard, / Covered in snow and ice, / Her words broke apart in many ideas,
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Oct 20, 2012
Brazil to RussiaYou can be cool with your leather jacket, / You can be hot with your nice lingerie, / You can be cold with your colorful words,
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Aug 22, 2010
Broken eyesSee through my broken eyes, / Everyone together, / Arms entangled,
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Feb 18, 2010
ButterflyI'd keep every promise you'd make me make, / But what have you ever asked for? / And I keep wishing you'd ask for the world,
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Oct 11, 2011
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