Walking alone In this Deserted place I Hang my head down As the wind Brushes my face I don’t know Who I am Or Where I am Without you I don’t know Where I’m going Where I’m heading Without you Your touch Your embrace Is All I long  for In this deserted place

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Filth Reality

Brush each string. Hold the note as long as you can. Listen to the sounds that you have never heard. Rhyme every other word she spoke and throw it in her face. In a song she sang, We are just good friends, it’s different. You just don’t seem to understand. I will  always love you, […]

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