make the streets know the corners stuck in pain
and holes never ready to open up their blinds
will not see me begging the pave grounds in vain
passion blind staring at your half lit window
...
Oh dear lady
Such beautiful hands
The tips of the fingers lightly
Removing the gloves
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Never too late to take the last dance
The ships are moving the storms
The storms are moving the stars
The stars are wiping the scars
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That sings of joy
And sings of Heaven in Thee
Can carry a mark
Of a sky like toy
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The rains will soothe
But won't bring you back
The rains will wash the heart
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Like perfect marble green stones of the mind
And perfect stones never cut their ribs
Life it is life it is you said
Like you said it was
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Never trusts the stars
Neither the movie nor those above
(now I have to resist temptation to find something
that will intrinsically rhyme with love
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Your joy to my life
Your joy of all the joys
Your beat to my heart
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You're an ancient walker down the pallid walls of silence
Who likes to creep in all horror stories in design
There are so many things I hate about you
As they look like too much of myself
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Zed zou aze z zast of z lezzers
Zed
Anacondic
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