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Ruth knew that teal doesn't always go with burgundy, that plastic is not always dangerous, that pe... Ruth knew that teal doesn't always go with burgundy, that plastic is not always...
Why, why is love so much like grabbing a fistful of sand, The more you clutch at it the more you ti... Why, why is love so much like grabbing a fistful of sand, The more you clutch a...
Some harshness, some softness, Some lava, some coldness... Some harshness, some softness, Some lava, some coldness...
In my fingers that turn icy cold when I lie, just as yours would In my fingers that turn icy cold when I lie, just as yours would
There could never be a leash on my speech, But when there’s nothing to say, I do not speak. There could never be a leash on my speech, But when there’s nothing to say, I d...
The lies, the gestures The actions to beg for mercy The portrayal, the oblivity The lies, the gestures The actions to beg for mercy The portrayal, the oblivit...
I have a lot to tell About the times When no matter what I do Or what you say, my tears refuse to st... I have a lot to tell About the times When no matter what I do Or what you say, m...
Some were modest enough to shred it into pieces Before letting the flames of the fire place consume... Some were modest enough to shred it into pieces Before letting the flames of th...
You soaked the seeds at the age of three When you bought her a kitchen set and him a toy car, You soaked the seeds at the age of three When you bought her a kitchen set and ...
Looking at the mess reminds me, How busy I am.. Looking at the mess reminds me, How busy I am..