Head. Is. Pounding.
Guilt Stricken, Raw. I'm wishing we were dancing. Wish it never stopped..
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And a polite nod.
And This,
ISMY journey.
One wobbled, stumbled, and tumbled.
ISMY view.
From under the weight of monsters, from under the glow of stars.
ISMY Story.
In which a blip of time happens to wander a soul.
IS my discovery of self.
One wobbled, stumbled, and tumbled.
ISMY view.
From under the weight of monsters, from under the glow of stars.
ISMY Story.
In which a blip of time happens to wander a soul.
IS my discovery of self.
A slight wave,
And a polite nod.
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- What I Learned From LFD
- Lately,
- Some Days-
- This won't break your heart
- Unity Is Here
- Re:
- News Flash:
- Sunny Days, Sweeping The Clouds Away.
- Death..
- Do You Love Me?
- Today?
- Cant You See?..
- 2325kcal.
- Arthur Theme Song
- Sing With Me..?
- Hey :-)
- Let Me Hear You Say
- After It All
- Are You Listening?
- When Everything
- Purge?..
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- To You,
- Hello Kitty,
- Iris, City Of Angels.
- Highway 20 Ride
- If You Really Knew Me:
- Hello You,
- He Says,
- Here I Am
- I Just ..
- Words Whispered Just So...
- Breath Deep Now..
- Light As Air?
- This Is How,
- Darkness,
- Its Just..
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