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I love you, you don't
You are there so I'm rather not
I'm sad and you are happy
So I'm letting you with him
And I hope that you will be happy
Romance is the language of love. It is the way that you show your partner that you care about them. Every person has their own idea of what they might consider romantic. For some it will be dressing up for the other or buying flowers or jewelry. There is no way to know ...
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We trek across an amorphous dream
Vague shapes weave into obscurities
Drawing me in
Extending a hand behind a smiling guise.

Spiral front and then back again
In a barrel we spin in disarray
Forehead sweats
Reaching to wipe the tears from another...
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Arial's fabric
Communicating a trend
In this fashion show


Note: Arial is a font for text.
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Scalpel cut these away
My attempts to amputate this violence
Is removed from you.

Scalpel cut these away
My tendency to take leaves scars with you.

Exorcising this part of me.

Scalpel cut these away
Digging, ripping, taking from you.
...
She's a shooting star, who crashed wildly into Earth.
No one really knows, quite what to do with her.
But she's an amazing talent.
She's as good as they come.
I see what she's worth.
She's a million in one.
There's no one quite like her.
She's best...
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They roll the nickles
They built the stage
They make the monsters
And we cast the blame
From demonization
To arms
To arms
Dissent is the rule
And decree of the nation.

Esoteric power
The law of the land
There are no hand shakes
Wi...
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She speaks a tongue
Writhe in vacancy
Oh, sweet silence
How she sings to me
My sweet reticent queen
Hollow yet replete
Cloaked in the shade she wore...


Her wisdom is profound
Her voice tastes of a treat
Though she cannot make a sound...
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They take to the sky
Armed with napalm claws
To slice the world in two
All for a silver cause
They send paper tigers
From their ebony splintered desks
Forced to play with fire
And gather ashes of what's left.

They fold paper tigers
Inside ...
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