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Thou dawdl'd not bringing me fro Aether to Nether, Still, duringly cling I on to this heather - Dew-scented blossom; thou wast pristine, The sweven......
An artist is what is call'd the self that the brush holdeth - Though hath it then caringly caress'd the Canvas of to-morrow?, O Canvas!......
High-rise buildings Low cost apartments Financial district Industrial area Rows of blue collars Steelworkers' clink-clang Metal rhythm left and right This is the city, city......
Now as I am to be bereaft of my troth I cry aloud my last words of lost hope. A violent gust of wind is......
I can't see In the flicker-light's quiet frequency I was briefly interrupted by the sound Of your voice Now I can see Why you turned......
You act a pansy, pushover Do live your fancy, go lower Who is that, something says your name You seem chancy, moreover The call is......
Look up here Look down there I am the new man I'm tangled in wires Chipset adept Memory load Keep your vogue code that all......
"O soft embalmer of ye still midnight, Allow me thee to adown, Of any sort thou fancieth; Each holdeth its own fancy, I say -......
Here we are We stand in line One more time today There is no sense The cigarette in hand It's all gone bad No name,......
Haste not thine wisdom, for the hollow is ta'en - By whom, know I not; 'lack! am I of twain - And as a crux......
Don't you wanna end up with this mister? He is just being nice with his kisses and he Thinks you're not one of the smart......
He gave to her, yet tenfold claim'd in return - She hath no life but the one he for her wrought; Proffer'd to her his......
Head crash - I can't see you Spit teeth - I can hear you I feel your pounding me onto the street I've learned to......
Moving sideways through the sold photo Slow figures flashing on tiptoe Crashing cars on a blue tableau Goes to show it wasn't everywhere No one......
Broken frames Shattered glass Like a monochrome film The replaceable background Flickers and dissolves Out of control There's no sense, it's all Volta, Amp?re and......
He says to her, "There's a woman in the upstairs window" She turns and looks The blurred image of the echo fades away As the......
I run as fast as I can To get a ride To ride on this wave is all I dream of I want to catch......
Dream of a funeral, blest temptress - behest me! - A funeral thou'lt hark, swarth murderess - the Devil, Thine feral grith with me, Poppea,......
Cede the wherefores and do na chide, Maybe I am peenging - ween of joy; Cede the wherefores and do na chide - Thrawn and......
Filthy harlots - the Lord's grape! With lore ornamented entreating; Hollow hearted, heart-departed - Yet thou reapest the blooming rose - When 'tis the weed......