Lonely

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THE BROKEN PARTS OF ME

THE BROKEN PARTS OF ME

It's ME, I learned to punish myself
I forced myself to somehow, pay
It's lonely being stuck...

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Priceless Love

Money is not love!

It’s the greatest pain of all.

Time is priceless love.

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ONE YEAR AT A TIME

ONE YEAR AT A TIME

I never meant to catch up to you!
Though I said it when I was young
But little kids say a lot...

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TIME NAILED ITS MOCKING...

blushing angelic in the raging force
watch the rivers silent haunting storm
break off to...

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MY SUICIDE REPEATED

Lets play this game again,
slave those hours i gave
i killed some flower, stole its scent...

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Painted Smile

Painted Smile

Hanging from the world's strings
A noose of expectation
He is known to be happy
But is...

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A Molded Memory

A Molded Memory

She is know for her past
One that will haunt her
In this town; forever an outcast
She...

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Glass-Shattering 

Glass-Shattering 

Glass shattering into a million pieces,
No matter what I do,
A glass of wine can not erase...

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Was she?

Was she?

Was she hiding under make-up
In the five-star hotel
She said; “there’s someone out there...

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Lonesome Halves

Lonesome Halves

Just the one can never make a pair
A match ain’t ever a solitary affair.

Forgotten,...

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ALL YOU REALLY SEE IS YOU

The familiarity of what you feel surrounds you...

It's in every place you look...

In...

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HeartStorm.

HeartStorm.

Explored a million emotions
Wished upon many stars
Everything is set in motion
...

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LIVING LONELY

LIVING LONELY

He placed his keys on the table when he walked in the door...
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No lights on to light his...

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Questions ?

I feel low,
For what ? I don't know.
Is it monotony ? It could be true.
Is it friends...

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Spent

Spent

Screeching, scraped, cut & crawling notes of old strings,
An aged instrument, how much could...

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A secret state.....

A secret state.....

I love to hear the radio -
It's turned on all the time
It's playing when I fall asleep,...

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Wonders Of The Weary

Wonders Of The Weary

I stood transfixed on the moon
I​​​​​n its essential fulness, its solemn magic, its somewhat...