

The Last Week of my LifeI died in that hotel room, You struck, and I cried as you loom.The Last Week of my Life
Your sweeping arms spread out, You embraced me without doubt, but all I could feel was dead, and so she said:
You tore up photos and burnt out lights, I can't believe you start all the fights, and it's all your fault, so just get it right. It's all your fault, so make it right!
So away I went, to the darkest corner, I crossed my heart and opened the border, in came the flood of lonely hearts, in came the flood of whorrish tarts.
I met her crying in a lonely bed, a


The Night Jane Kissed Me.The moon was full, but covered by a sheet, The stars were all asleep, and the air was, Wet with a layer of dew that tasted so sweet; and all in all, perfectly average the day was, The night Jane kissed me.The Night Jane Kissed Me.
I had lost all hope with the sun's light, But when the sun set, and my lady came up, Everything turned around, it was all so bright, Without light, I stopped seeing through a cup; The night Jane kissed me.
The music had been broken and disrepaired, The rain picked up harder than it ever had, Neither of us had any idea how we fared, But never had rain
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You could be happy.
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You could be happy.
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I'm in Love Love Love <3
OMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOM
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You could be happy.
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Procrastinators unite!! ...Tomorrow. :3
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