On November 8th
Gifts from one who’s in the dark
Please give me my wish
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To me, life is like
Falling through the sky into
That freezing desert
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A bird is calling
I have to go, it’s winter
But I have to go
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Dull grey stone chamber
Each breath of dry, but warm air
Sweat-soaked, radiant
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What do I do when
I want to share my feelings
But no one is there
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Is there a better
Lifetime of Adventure than
Playing Adventure.
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I look at the clock
it is almost three o'clock
my home is empty
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Can you fly my plane
or can you bring you a bite
before you fly it
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Red, hot, and sour
Mint on the roof of my mouth
A taste of heaven
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I feel like a slut
My mind is raging with lust
I feel like a whore
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Ode to the lost songs
Greatness in every tune
Leave it to the Gods
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A wise man once said
"Life is what you make of it"
I wish I could make
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I'm just another
dog who makes mistakes, gets out
I just want to stay
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Your love has always
There's no escape from your grasp
This will never end
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Wind from a fountain
Spills over my heart, as it
Does the same to you.
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Down from a passing
herbivore: "Hey, little man"
Falls to the ground dead
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Not a good or bad
Attention or not-at-all
All your clicks are mine
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