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My heart is very heavy, Like it weighed a thousand pounds. Like clouds turning dark and gray; And it terrifies the ground, And a large army abound.
Beep! Beep! Beep! Leave a message --- For the heart you have dialed, Is no longer in service.
There's a footprint in the snow outside my bedroom window. It is simply one footprint, there is no pair, there is no pathway. It is in the center of a field of white. I don’t know whose it is, and I don’t know how it got there.
By my bed, at night, there are three windows Sometimes the moon travels from the first to the third  Sometimes the moon stays on the second
My mother bought new dinner plates. I didn't think we needed new ones, They were five dollars, She said. I was against using the new plates. My heart was racing and
Heaven wafts through the house Smoked brisket, mac n' cheese, Mom's homemade cookies   Ava excitedly talks to me  About Achievement Hunter Those crazy guys are at it again  
life when I was little, I use to curl my hair every morning & put fake flowers in my hair because that was the only beauty I saw in myself.
I finally poured the concrete And solidified the past Into neat little paths Of "Remember when..." And "Life was simpler then"
If you and me be anything but we,   Then my heart shall break in catastrophe.   You are my Love, my life, my wife, my One,   I refuse to believe that we are done.
Speak of nonsense, pointless, wasteful, But a pitch dark endless undertone laced the dead. The audible murmur of the wind between the lifeless bag's toes, A poor old beaten widow.
If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, absent thee from felicity awhile, and in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain, to tell my story. If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart,
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