| The Ebbing of Society I love to watch two people meet in a busy city street out of a sea of unfamiliar faces they suddenly come across one familiar one that comes from a mental background buzzing into sharp focus they might smile they might talk then let themselves get washed back into the currents of the anonymous crowd. |
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| Sometimes Sometimes I just want to lay my head down and close my eyes and dream because my dreams are better than the reality I face and more productive too. |
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| Edge of a Chilled Evening a warm winter day in a tropical beach town yet i wander through it all alone looks of pity looks of surprise looks of disgust beautiful scenery breath-taking views which i watch all alone the sun sets the couples huddle closer i watch it all alone all a-lonely |
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| It's Getting Late it's getting late and the words have already been sung words that took courage to say only to have been shot down with one word yes can be an ugly word when it's to the wrong question i hoped for a no but i should have known better under the stars and beside the crashing waves i went from being alone with him to being lonely it's getting late. |
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| Kiss Kiss is such an ugly word sure the action is nice really nice when between the right people at the right moment but the word does it no justice i hate asking for a kiss stupid stupid word stupid stupid me. |
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