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It isn'tYou tell me not to cry / And I try not to / But because you’re the kind of person
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Jun 5, 2014
UntitledAt first there was only silence / And I will not call it peaceful, or calming, or even remotely comfortable / There was only empty space beside me, And this hollow pit growing in my stomach
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Jun 5, 2014
PirateRoger was a jolly man / But he stole my heart from me / I never could abide a thief
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Jun 5, 2014
His musicHe sits in his room. I sit in mine. / I can hear him playing the guitar / strumming away his sorrows
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Jul 4, 2011
Dream of youHe dreams of Utopia. But Utopia does not dream of him. / Poor naive boy, some would say. / Why believe in what does not believe in you?
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Jul 4, 2011
Woes of ChildhoodHours spent playing / Now stretched beyond repair / My poor blue slinky
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Jul 4, 2011
Beautiful lieLies spoken softly / Reverent words - empty eyes / Such delicious deceit
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Jul 4, 2011
Faces only seen in dreamsA name I never knew / A dream I never dreamt / But wanted to
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Jul 4, 2011
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