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th.rough.
By denver nitze
..:your blood on my hands
i hand you your heart
it isn't the end
yet it is...my time to:..
..:part into death
there isn't much time
to put down the rhythm
that was once:..
..:mine are the answers
i must earn my wings
the reaper is calling
and to me he:..
..:sings a solemn sonnet
the last song to you
i wasn't trying to hurt you
but alas love
our time is:..
..:th.rough...
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On Thursday, December 21, 2017, Cassette
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wrote:
I like the double meanings in the words... emotional and moving
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On Monday, April 14, 2008, Sketso
(435) wrote:
Nice, love the tie-together rhythm. No Suzie for me! ;)
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On Friday, April 11, 2008, Insatiable
(47) wrote:
That makes me think of the things I couldn't say. Very moving.
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A former member wrote:
Like a declaration of final last words, very nice.
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A former member wrote:
I got "Miss Suzie had a Steamboat" in my head, now, dammit....
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On Thursday, April 10, 2008, denver nitze
(256) wrote:
sorry. :) wasn't tryin to do that.
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On Thursday, April 10, 2008, NikesRain
(1298) wrote:
damn it now i'll have that damn thing running through my head all day at work tomorrow... thanks sharon :P j/k as for the write the sadness and melancholy feels like repeated pinpricks to the heart.. the end though for some reason just seemed to be a hit of strength... might just be my mind twisting the way it does... well done
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On Thursday, April 10, 2008, Echoes of Orpheus
(359) wrote:
Nice TA, Loved the flow in this piece. And a theme which all can relate to, all too well. A reaper of hearts/love, and the pain in his wake. Great piece.
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