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He sits at the piano all day, His head hung down. Face hidden in his messy hair, In his sadness he drowns. He begins playing at the same time everyday, Right when the sun begins to set....
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I love your voice, your soft brown hair. I love your eyes and love your stare. I love your laugh, your cocky smirk, your stupid jokes. You precious jerk, you know I do. I want my hands...
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If I should wake again, After I'm gone, Let me come back in the form of a song. A mystical song that no one gets sick of, But that's engulfed by the winds And is intertwined with the curves of...