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1552 | 1554 | 1556
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...
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you grabbed my hand, and we fell into it, like a daydream, or a fever.
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we woke up one morning, and fell a little further down.
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the
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...
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oh, comely
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mariachi music all night barely covers up the screaming
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you are the most beautiful thing i have ever laid eyes upon
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at her sleepy silver door
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like a slow-motion car crash
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the real truth about it is, my kind of life is no better off
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mustard-yellow kenmore of the apocalypse
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flowery noontide
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when darkness comes all will be ours forever.
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howls from the hills.
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58.
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cold drinks
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fork.
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when the world was still new.
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you're drowning in your own sea
