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"Caution: Hot Ashes!" -- the girl to her first kiss.
They stuck eternity inside a bird's fist just to it fly!
Just to it go!
to let things slip away!

Don't ask me how I know, I do...
Night dons his robes to take apart a fellow amateur!

You may have heard it said one gives one gets
Well, I didn't go out into the world to be stung by a rich man's hornets...

Who amongst us has left these undone,
And who let these into my kingdom?

A blind doe to work the rig...
A once-thin man turns a pig...

The endless groves wherein my soul pukes the away...

The as I see it --
I was messed up on a tangent was wrong.
They mix 'em strong and I was to the feeling.
It is a terrible we've been stuffing our face on...
A breeze from the East comin' on...

It bears the scent of our one hundred kills...

You love her. You her.
You try to achieve a breadth of vision that she has the start.
I got Street carved into my heart...
I got Despair carved into my heart...

My dear, didn't you hear, a chorus is a thing bears repeating.
The problem, as I see it is (girlsstayawayfromthatshit!)

Saw you in Swan -- you were great!
Saw you down in Strathcona Square, devouring an
(who cares! I didn't it!)

For the third encore, you saw in half...
It was just you and your raft and
requiem...

Run or fly --
At some I had to ask why.
I had to you
a world not to
Disasters but this prove impossible...
I snuck a look inside your
and --
Don't look now but seeing red...
again!..."

The truth is a thing to out of its shell...
The truth is -- "On this, you and I are to tangle"
Off, bliss! Off!

(First you in all sweet
And then on tiger's paws you
into a nether shadow region.

not that I quit...
It's not that my are shit
In the of the privilege of dreams...
"Alive", she once. Now "Alive," she screams...

Honey, get for the fall.
Time makes of us all.
The not ours to see...
It'd be what they say, were they to say --
"Why, yes, I dig the scourge!"

Praise be the delightful muezzin, his flock
And
Praise be those alabaster hands amok on your body.
They you in spite of your (lame) scene...
We in darkness. The light is a dream,
You see...)