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Question Marked Innocence
When we talked you promised
That you would never leave
Then I told you of the demons
And how they made me bleed
A single question has brought it all back again,
Even though it was asked so innocently,
I remember,
I can smell the smells
The Last Lost Continent
I felt you brush against my arm
Herd your voice, but it wasn't you
And slowly watched you slip away
I was afraid
The Most Beautiful Bitter Fruit
I am the worst of me
Whisper seductively
These visions
You And I In Unison
What will I find?
Something to help me?
No one should have to walk through the fire alone
No one should have to brave that storm
St. Paul Missionary Baptist Church Blues
The choir sing out that strong, ceaseless chorus here
So sweet, like leaves in the street
A celebration for hope and refuse
To keep each other Keep warm
Sunday Morning, At A Funeral
Barely half asleep
Dreaming I was turning
Morning broke
Dragged me out of bed
The World's Not Waiting
There is a loneliness in this world
So great I can see it in every tick of every clock
People are so tired
Either by love or no love
I promised Brandon I'd always write to him
It's one of the few promises I've kept over the years
Promises painted with words like ‘I will never change' fade off the sides of buildings
But I have no regrets
Steal The Night
We walked
Touching starlight for goodbye
He and I made this trip during the night
Finding adventure in lamppost light kisses on the

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