This is how coldness
Can break a heart
When I reach out
And feel myself
Being blown apart
Feel the rose dying
In a cracked vase
I have nothing left to give
These words that I live
Finally I will give you
Your space
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Don't look at me Don't break me This ghost of a person You will grow to hate me Disappear from my life Stab me with your knife And...
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I am nocturnal This is my life Awake after midnight Storm or strife I search online For people like me Whose sleeping schedule Won't l...
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We really need to go pay the manatees a visit Find out what happened to the world we once knew Replace the balls of conformity with balls o...
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