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i, ophéliemy colours have become muddy, confused and foul / but now it is our song that winds will howl / crea
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Pretty MistakeI know I can sulk, / as much as / I want to / as much as / I can. / So I do. / Nothing changes / It'
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a welcome addictionpain fills me up / from my stomach to my skull / souffrance come une smoke / thick and bleak and bla
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contaminated by youbrain is a strange little place / a real mess of barbed wires and dead ends / a set of connections m
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StainedCould have been a masterpiece, / Could have been eye-opening, / a breath of fresh air. / Endless pos
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A plea for existencelet me be your poetess / the one you adore / let me be your muse / the one you look up to / let me b
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Purgatorial SelfIt's me who should know better / It's me who should make the sacrifice / It's me who should be stron
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primary questionisn't it so painfully obvious / that's an illusion which your / wicked mind presents you / in a dish
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musingsweetest dream, / masterpiece of mine / that I live to perfect, / to sculpt, to polish. / sweetest d
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simplicity of not so simple thingsWe all have favorites / there is no use in denying that. / It is simple. / Yet I can't put my finger
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