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Dec 2010
the death

the love!

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we was but now aint

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what are we?

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dreams merely change form
love never ends

changing shape
growwng younger
truer
still

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maudlin in captivity

we join in "the culture" and die

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are you really here with me?

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its easy to lie

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to lie is to ****
to **** is to die

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do you love me?

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answer
Written by
jeffrey robin
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