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maybe it happened with a turned head. or a closed eye. all i know is they nailed me to a green colored grid and left me to ignominy. i never did give a shit about how we could market this or how ...

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[piano interlude] and the band jamming can’t you feel it she said as she grabbed my hand in hers and we ran she ran, i followed before i could say a word she put her finger to my mouth and if i c...

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came to me in my slumber, eyes slammed tight oh to be awake for such a dream as this look at you, a vision. kaleidoscope in color outward is what’s known to all underneath true beauty ready to aw...

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‘i dont think you ever say what it is you really are screaming inside’ she didnt smile as she said it. but i did laugh. she knew all too well the folly of telling me something we both already kne...

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it’s rained here all day and i hope it rains into the night. there’s nothing like succumbing to the night, heavy on your eyes, as you lay entranced by that soft slow sound of rainsleep. memories ...

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you open your eyes to a warm wet cloudy day. you stand still and stretch your arms. out and out until you feel a branch from a tree in your left hand, and a wet leaf from another tree in your rig...

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do you hear it she said in a whisper how could i hope to hear her i thought [all sound lost in the crowd] . and as the band played her eyes were closed i should have let her guitars take...

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what happens when you pull back the mask and there's a void? maybe red or black X's where eyes once looked back at you. she is a soft silky goddess, and my eyes remember her every delicious curve...

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cannibal coronation creeping crawling by elation of ease, the ecstacy of what this is low down close to the ground is what you wanna hear escape going round, death spiral drown bit by blow an...

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slowly cascading over me one and then another. they fall and crash and i know now that i may never catch my breath, slow drums beating next to me, will those stained fingertips be my undoing...

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i paint her in monochrome and not because i am out of colours but in my haste to capture the images burning from my fingertips to paper, can i hope to . catch up can i dare to dream th...

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nothing more warm than sitting in this midnight air, with that gorgeous glowing moon above. and you understand. that sometimes, no words speaks louder than words and how the only way to 'see' to...

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two thousand miles and two thousand ways to share the same thought if simple geography can't stop us what can possibly hope to . who has it in their hands and maybe has yet to remember...

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if she were the type to be shy she might look away here as she placed her hand over mine and and whispered this is the way and we took flight diving far out of her skies and into her ocean . an...

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i won't use your name she said and i laughed because i already knew but i wouldn't have given it a second thought . closed my eyes and if i listen closely i can hear her brushstrokes . are you ...

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you induct me and i am awash in your pull . drawn to this heat that bores into my core . you know where the colours bleed and learn to know which become a mere bruising . and the howls livi...

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can you paint my eyes green, she whispered and then she laughed and said . if i were asleep you could if i were asleep you would . and like sand she scooped me into her hands and she ...

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intense calls my love and i am left wandering/ wondering/ . if i were not hungry would you feed me if i were hungry you would not feed me . this thirst that knew not my name now consum...

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late at night and the words we fumble with the ones we say and the ones we . don't . soft slow and sweet like that guitar playing it falls down on us like rainstorms we could go all nig...

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dipped my fingers in the paint and swirled them on your bare skin you moaned in your sleep [what do you dream of child] . placed my fingers back in the colors bleeding into the others [re...

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nine inch nails - something i can never have hierophant - all of this could have been yours nick cave & the bad seeds - o children lyle lovett - i will rise up cathy davey - holy moly

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if i tell you i hear you here and there and i haven't forgotten the way your voice caresses my eyes to close oh how i long for darkness where nothing i see hear or feel makes its way . he...

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oh love how you twist and turn me round and around you spin and spill me, unfinished unwritten thats the beauty in an work in progress, there's time for the boy to get the girl [yes?] l...

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shes soft and strong and she intoxicates me in the way her eyes seek me out and in the way her voice calls for me i hear her in a crowd and in silence and i inhale her like the drug she i...

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the lights were off in our room. a long day washing off me and i wondered where i would find you. i imagined you in your favourite little black dress, with just enough skin to. tantalize and temp...

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