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Crow sits upon
the...
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They drew the curtains up and fell in line
swayed slowly to the music so old in time...
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Death of silence heavy
Eternity nears, second ticking...
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Dark skies rain with thunderous force
it's here where lust must dwell, of course...
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Skin
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12 by Kitty Cat Lady
... and it was like my skin recognised you
my bones and brains just the vehicle to get my...
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You were never that loud,
almost always asleep...
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Death-
He comes in forms of fake smiles...
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I plucked you from a meadow because I was...
As you sit within that vase, I gradually watch you...
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When blackbird sings a song for him
from snowy perch all crisp and trim...
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I know you'll never say it:
those dreaded words, "Me too...
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My head falls back-
through a cloud...
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Winter
cold and frosty mornings...