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| I'm the smoke from your fire. I'm that lie you can trust. I'm the chord on your guitar. I'm that girl you can't shut up. I'm that blood you might need, In your car when you speed. In that cigarette you breathe - You can't get rid of me! Old Art at ~RosalieLillianHale, please take a look ;3 |
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Some people think they're poets, writing predictable sentences, clichés from memory banks of books, Compiled in broken riddles, with absolutely no flow, story or conclusion, let alone an unwinding depth of intelligence to feed the imagination
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'!everybody knows that life can be wonderful!'
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You can't burn the Devil or compete with him!
You don't play with fire and hope to win!
You can't burn the Devil, so don't mess with me!!!
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You can't burn the Devil or compete with him!
You don't play with fire and hope to win!
You can't burn the Devil, so don't mess with me!!!
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Like how the sky yearns for the earth, the flowers wait for the rain, and the night falls in love with tomorrow.
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