Justin Tang

there is no part of the city that Love will refuse to dance
there is no one He'd refuse a dance with

but there are countless who think they can dance
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I love the city
and all its connections
people laid out before you
hundreds of faces
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u say I repeat myself
you say i repeat myself
but maybe I just repeated you
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the city sprawls across a dirt heap of earth
a glistening parasite bearing metal teeth
laid out on the desk of a high school biology class
cars cutting lines across it
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The pen is mightier than the sword
the heart is weaker than a rat
i can't change this big world by myself
i can't live if you won't live
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the blue one is the most beautiful
the most tragic planet
a shiny marble rolling through
this desert of darkness
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The heart is an organ
located in the middle left of the chest
it's main function is pumping blood through the body.
the heart pumps two thousand gallons a day
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you could buy my love
with your love
and make my heart yours
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I'm sick and tired of
people being sick and tired
this country needs more exercise
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when the rooster crowed
then i remembered
then i knew
and it hit me so deep
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this is your bitterness
that wants to be set free
that wants you to know, to seek
to have the freedom of curiosity
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I've driven around your block so many times
chasing myself in circles
lost, screaming, raving, raging like a crazy person
honking, endangering myself and others
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He had a dream
our children have restless nights
he had a dream
and we have nightmares
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i'm from the dark side
but i'm one of the lucky ones
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sweet confusion
loving widespread panic
in my head
in my language
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Joy of my heart
Truth of my mind
Delight of my soul
My everything
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i looked for you at parties
i swam to the bottom of bottles

i looked for you in money
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Love incarnate
Love infinite
grant our love for you endurance
let us always be enchanted, ensorcelled
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why did i lose my friend,
why did i lose that girl,
why did we move away from home,
and how much did my depression hurt?
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Your armies marched and warred
five thousand patient years
through our hell, dark and scarred
dried up by death and fear
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