February 2012
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dont let your eyes refuse to see, dont let your...
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daylight licked me into shape i must have been asleep for days and moving lips to breathe her name i opened up my eyes and found myself alone above a raging sea that stole the only girl i loved and drowned her deep inside of me
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stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone
He was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now: put out every one; Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun; Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood; For nothing now can come to any good.