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The moon pushed the sun down the spiral-staircase of time |
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Bright neck broken, twisted beyond repair |
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So now there's only darkness standing there |
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Arms outstretched/predatory parasite |
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Vacant light |
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From the tunnel of night. |
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It's colder here since the war, all colours took on a shade of grey |
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The streams have run slower since you went away |
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Even the summer is slouching now |
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Sun not waxing, but waning - walking disappointedly away |
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Moon with no hope of saving the day |
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-It's time I remembered that I have forgotten- |
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Rainy season beyond sense and reason |
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Endless sheets of glass |
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Streets awash with horror |
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Bullets in the back of summer |
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Filthy water everywhere |
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Not saved by incantations |
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Summer sun always gone |
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Left my smile all alone back there |
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Forced to simply sit and stare |
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At nothing |
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Nothing |
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Summer's always gone |
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Temperance overrule |
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Temper under ruled |
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Time - Oh, she's short |
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Wait - Oh, she's long |
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Where she went I'll never know |
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All I know |
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Is she's gone |
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Gone? |
