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1.Catholic schol is vicious as roman rule I got my knuckles bruised by a lady in black.I held my tongue as she told me son fear is the heart of love so I never went back.If heaven and hell decide that they both are satisfied,illuminate the nose on their vacancy signs,if there's no one beside you when your soul embarks,then I'll follow you into the dark.
2.Dying dreams are hopless realities,dying to breath.
3.Darkness swallows me up. When I try to fight it the abyss pushes me back down.What did I do? What can I do except write.
4.Boy you want apoligies,boy you might hold your breath,until your breathing stops forever.The only thing you'll get is this curse on your lips,I hope the taste of me forever.
There's a light on it's Chicago and I know I should be home.But all the colors on the street signs,they remind me of the pickup truck out in front of your neighbors.
5.You held me down and said 'girls like you are overated, so save your breath'.
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