Lost and found,
I lost my ground,
I heard a sound,
And hit the town,
I paint it red,
I want it dead,
Now I lay me down to bed,
And block out the noise I've come to dread,
The noise of unrequited dreams,
The silence that will haunt my screams,
Lopsided
There is something wrong with Matthew There's a faulty setting in my genes my spine is out of line Physically and morally, It seems, The...
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I find the cool channels between buildings where the wind finds flow, This breeze block, asphalt, concrete complex, Where the radiance of ...
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Of all I have seen, She holds the scene, Sure and serene, Still as a dragonfly, Whose wings defy vision to hold her there, The effortle...
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When honest becomes your brand, you'd better shut up shop The truth of you for sale, the under hand slides up top, Your candour on dema...
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