Before that, Tuesday the third of July The woman, strolling the shore, without knowing why She thought of how brutal it must be to die The woman, on Tuesday, would never know why
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To market one day a man on his horse Led him self there but right on his course He found that he'd lost the sight of the man That made him who he is and taught him a plan To his steed he said on, to...
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hysteria flowers in a pit of stomach rooting in florid soil rich in decomposing memories the sap slinks from eyes tapped by mascara wands curlers lashing the spigot
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Some things we don't talk about better do without just hold a smile we're falling in and out of love the same damn problem together all the while you can never say never
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