Like glass, shattering on the pavement, and wine, staining your wedding dress. Or tumours, which aren't funny at all.
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The heavens, they sing.
They are singing still
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December
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- A Tale of Three Cigarettes
- Of Sneezes and Split Lips
- A Question of Faith
- Drunken Reveries
- Litany
- Severed Seas
- Closer
- I set myself on fire with your name.I woke up with...
- Why Yes, Yes I Am.
- Race In, Race out
- Trailer 3
- Panda
- Scream Hallelujah in the key of Dmin.
- And now all your love was wastedAnd then, who the ...
- This sweater still smells of you.-
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1 comment:
curt and to the point is best. why stretch the heart beyond what can't be helped?
you can read now, if you'd like.
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