THE LACKADAISICAL POET
Come Home Now
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Your tongue leaves an otherworldly tingle long after you are gone Words and kisses tone and textures echo on my skin I want you back befor...
Broken Dance
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She let time break her the pieces lost along the way now dust behind her No time left to explore different roads she must teach herself to...
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She Is A Haunted House
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The world either breaks you or kills you She does her best to ignore that truth with the lies she sings to the stars and screams to the se...
Harbinger Of Regret
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Resurrecting old, original drives the memories exhumed with every note the emotions being dragged down by the memories with every decresce...
Who Is She To You
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She is of blood and from blood The lace of a silk noose the leather of dark bedding She's never in the sun yet brighter than the beam ...
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