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I think it was in the way / The clouds melted in the sky / Turning blue to gray / Damn the water in my eyes / It’s hard to see anything / Hard to believe in anything, but He said, “You remind m…
Don’t kiss me that way, / Or how can I say goodbye? / Don’t kiss me at all— / I’m going away. / Don’t look at me with those eyes, / With those thoughts, / Spilling your gas…
He never promised me a rose garden, / Only a single rose. / And if you’ve ever read Blake, / You know how the story goes. / I thought we’d play a dizzy game / Of childhood make-believe…
Why do artists always love the dark, / Why do they shoot themselves in the head / With words and guns alike? / Why do intellectuals cling to the heavier side, / Why is the light so carefully …
Rain / drips / down the / tip / of my nose / like a strand of pearls. / I like / the way the / rain is, / sombre, cool / and gray. / I like / the way it / dance…
this is my / happy-cold- / one: / (pretending that) / i find my / sorrow funny. / it makes it easier / to hurt / if you laugh / if you smirk / if you smile / at the br…