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Wherever I go, there too shall be grief. |
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Vacant praise for her hollow man. |
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Such poise. |
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What loyalty. |
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What elegance. |
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Inspired lust in a languid tongue. |
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So I burned the bridge she'd have taken to leave. |
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Each one. |
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She's all I have left. |
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C'est la vie. |
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C'est la vie. |
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. |
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The more it spreads the closer I come. |
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off behind your |
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Where we consummate in the presence of none. |
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weight don't |
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For the violent and endless stream |
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spineless yet supporting |
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Of charmless that are harming me. |
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. |
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From the cradle to the grave it has been a walk of shame. |
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What did you think that your absence could bring, old friend? |
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My heart, it burns with cavities. |
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A slur couldn't rouse the sadness I've seen. |
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Look close. |
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That beauty is life and she's with me. |
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Flaunted indifference is cheap cologne. |
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Actor, you speak of me in formal tones. |
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To the gutless dogs that have cried mutiny. |
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Know this: marooned with grief, I'm richer than kings. |
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From the cradle to the grave it has been a walk of shame. |
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. |
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I am dead. |
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What is one less worm? |
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Seconds off of a prisoner's term? |
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This is hell. |
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You brought a candle to burn? |
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I am death. |
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And you have marked my words. |
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. |
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