The Art of Love
Sometimes his love was a song,
a tender melody
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We are
We are one in a million
We are the light and the dark
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No Tomorrow
It will slip into forgotten
a jaded memory
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New Anno Domini
I buried my face
To bury my soul
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The Summer that died.
I could breathe you in
as if air was tight with beauty.
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Oasis
Alone
The sands of the desert surround me
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Alone
Who would have thought
This is how we would be
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My Seat
I sit upon my golden bed,
I stare into my rattled head.
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Windows
Every once in a while,
I think about him.
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Love is a Storm
As the thunder cracks,
it echoes the sound of my heart when I see you
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