I was the shadow of the waxwing slain
By the false azure of the windowpane
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- Absolutely exhausted
- And the fire closed his eyes
- "Wrecking" Laura Veirs
- Beneath the stains of time
- Pardon me while I curse the old man of the moon an...
- the synchronicity behind deciding to sit outside, ...
- all fires have to burn alive... to live
- If you go down to the swamp today
- My seed was cast on shallow soil, and I grew into ...
- EVEN NOW IN HEAVEN THERE ARE ANGELS CARRYING SAVAG...
- The Great Red Dragon and the Beast from the Sea
- The Great Red Dragon and the Woman Clothed in the Sun
- If I take you to the hills, the stars like a movie...
- To save my life
- tryin' t' crawl up from th' blues
- Lets go Drinking, Steal, Cheat and Lie
- Molly is a metaphor
- curves so comely and sinister
- I used to have one of those but she changed her mind
- Finding the Inner Door which leads to the Hidden L...
- Dogged truth and dogged lies
- The sleeper engages in a tortured conversation wit...
- Count Backwards To Black
- Lost, picking flowers in the woods
- Apologies are only as good as their visibility. If...
- TAKE A DRINK OF THAT POISON AND LIKE IT
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- to find me gone
- Consulting Mr. Blake
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