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I stand on the edge of a cliff the roar of the waves beneath me and stare into the night sky it is raining now I scream into the void all of the pain of the past I give it up to the ocean and sky
Family Faithful, loyal Supportive, loving, trustworthy Built in best friend Sister
To where do we go from here, my brothers What once was, shall no longer be for us That well traced road is as the others Now broken and void of that former trust We were once bound by invisible ties
This is my story... From the beginning, I was being lead onYou had a thing for me; you were out to get meI mean as a child I wouldn't think to have to react to a feeling this strongI laugh today thinking that I never remember a day where you smile
 She grows in a special pot.Made of wires and fear.Commonly broken and torn through.But always put back in her place.She's cared for and dusted,Her eyes behind the glass box,Sees a world she can never touch,And a world that will never touch her.Sh
Salmon colored fuzz over the piddling sandy hills, take care of my sister, who is now a part of you. Grant her the jubilance which you brought us this weekend.  
A hand of tension One finger down at a time Three...Two...One Eyes close The wind blows The rain falls The house falls The cradle tips A tear drops Our hearts break
I love burying myself under the soft waves and forming a new, blind world under the wet, blue blankets
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