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Like poison this entered your veins
setting your soul to flames
fate has been so unkind
ripping apart this time

like darkness I'm black on black
You're never coming back
Like poison this entered your veins
setting your soul to flames
fate has been so unkind
ripping apart this time

Like poison this entered your veins
setting your soul to flames
like darkness I'm black on black
you're never coming back
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As it is sung
It's each to his own and the early bird's flown,
the worm makes his own way home.

I made a face and my excuses left the room,
It's a quick way of changing tack when the wind swings round and meets you going coming back.

On a tiny spit of lunacy when the tide rides in and over me
she's the one who holds my hand and comforts me.

I see that nothing's really real and really that's a big, big deal, I could say it's confirmed the case for every moment in my life I pulled a face and every face I've ever pulled has left a little ache in me as if the world inside's forgotten and forsaken me.

It hurts and then the pain eases or sometimes disappears away.

Each to his own
and
my look at how he's grown, says Thomas who's quite tall and very stern,
I don't think he's a tank engine, though,
that would be strange.
I am safe
in my shell
until
she fires me.
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gentle now

( In midst the pain )



Is it so ... that

We only seek the truth when

We've got nothing to hide (?)

)(


Long hard days

Yield so simply to a real

Woman or man

Who takes on ALL          responsibility

)(

Yes Yes

There is Only One being

This is the  truth that sets you free )

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All the petty stories

( our      dear diary       lives ! )

Vanity  !


No love is there       We must be free

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The unicorn


The total openness

Of all to each !



The

uni -CORN-icopeia

of

All the love we crave or need



.
I walk
in all this snow
to come to grips
     to breathe
     to forget tomorrow and remember.
I remember this—
the moment.

icy
fever

     cold
     river
Her heart
Is crippled
From loving
All the wrong people

Love is too blind
She should've seen the pain
And the heartbreak
That waits for her
Everyday.
your lips feel like the softest press of silk against a warm untouched body
longing of affection
i see only my reflection of whom I long to be    when i am with you
my flesh fills crimson
i know which moment is fleeting, the desperation for more

sadly i will only remember the altered perception of my only recollection
with you.
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