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tell me now





what you want




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Long gray day

It's over ( you know )



Dreams !!!

/::/

Yes !

How we used to dream of love !

/::/

We used to even trust each other !

/::/


/::/

Sad disciple day


Nothing fits into place anymore

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Nowhere any honesty

Or pure feelings

Or a sight of the FACE of Man !

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She walks the different muses till their end

She takes on any form for awhile

She changes shapes constainly

But always remains
The same

Pure and perfect identity

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Small things



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Let's be for others what we know they want


The hurt cuts deep

Let us see that the hurt ends



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