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Subject to change? |
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Tell me something new |
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This shackle in the chain... |
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The alloy is weak and as weary as she can be |
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Shocked, I will deny the anger |
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Shading my angered eyes |
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I've accepted to be frail at times |
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I'm expected to be overly sensitive to change |
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Destruction of proof |
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Evidence removed and misplaced |
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Erased by the unmoved |
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Watch how she grows smaller as she goes down |
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I shiver and shake |
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Sweat, as it breaks like a junky in need of that 'something' |
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I've tried to explain |
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I wax and I wane with your ever changing moods |
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Warning signs |
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Invisible to the naked eye |
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Never you mind |
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It felt right. We took flight, oblivious |
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Can we fix what we missed? |
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A last kiss or yet another? |
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It proved right that we might attempt this escape to reality |
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Never you mind |
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Shatter the shrine |
