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Death was too good for her.
the oceans crashed on thrashing waves either way she'd get high that day You left him dead without a word. the water's so clear that i might fade away your entitled smiles on an opaque soul's face Was it a him or was it a her? you left the floodgates open hoping i would never say a word How poorly we cooked what could never be stirred. |
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cheers!
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Colin
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Out of touch it seems..me..I mean..but you have a way of taking my easily complacent naivety and stirring the coals.
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