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In Dock

never heard her weep out loud before

hard to believe she loves me so much

they called her in for this one last time

no kisses allowed or a hint of a touch

 

lonely years and empty days before that

vision of blue eyes and short red dress,

the night fate put me on the right path

ending years of drift and its futile mess

 

takes a lot to kill love but I did my best

pu...

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You see...

It's your eyes, I think

That destroy me the most

That dismantle me in an instant

The way I see me so clearly

Deep within

Yes it's your eyes, I think

That carefully puzzle my broken pieces together

That stitch the shredded edges of my soul

The way I see me so truthfully

Deep within

Yes it's your eyes, I think

That quietly shine a lantern across my shadows

That so...

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Necks

not many there today to see him go

curtain opens up and away he slides

soon its back to scissors and comb

my specialty is short back and sides

 

increasingly I'm tempted by necks

a cut-throat razor in my right hand

so vulnerable with arteries bulging

I cannot expect you to understand

 

yet I'm no modern sweeney todd

its doing the embalming at night

the danger of...

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i trusted you.

that year we met, i trusted you.

i believed you liked me for who me and wanted to be friends.

but you didn't. it was all a lie.

you wanted to be friends just to get inside.

 

i confided in you and listened to all your problems. 

always there to brighten your day.

yet, you would always go back to her.

i was your back up---someone to fill the void.

 

a void so deep and ...

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The Flower One Day

The Flower One Day / Michael Kwack

 

 

While I was not out,

The flower bloomed.

 

That will fall,

While I do not look,

 

The flower of love.

 

One day,

Suddenly,

The heart will fall.

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