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By Diorama, life-exhaling sleep petrified in marblelized composure
as I drown in her
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By Diorama, You come on dance with me
to the end of
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By Diorama, finally contented soul
now did you lacerate
me long enough
while all enticing
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By Diorama, they say your ailing doves get caught
they say her peace
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By Diorama, I came to stop the waves with all my might
the
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By Diorama, here you are with your story
and no one wants to
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By Diorama, the dream flew down
down from heaven’s patience
to hope with us
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By Diorama, alive
within another brain
within another maze
a wonderful donation
I'll throw it away
stone
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By Diorama, define your demon and be precise
impending wars now sharpen your
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By Diorama, Tell the monsters
I gave up looking for reasons long ago
Come
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By Diorama, I've got a question
What's the price for some intimacy?
I will
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By Diorama, Must I remind you of your choice
And the quality of
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By Diorama, It is not that I cannot deal with it
Or bear
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By Diorama, Sehnsuchtsschwer am Boden
Händeringend vor dem Sturm
Gedanken stumm von Blindheit
Ziehen die
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By Diorama, In emergency
I fire my thoughts at you
Responding or not maybe
Reacting
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By Diorama, They say your ailing doves get caught
They say her peace
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By Diorama, (Let your children entertain you)
Yes to brides and yes to
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By Diorama, 'coz it's not shown it won't
Be seen
By noone
The prison guards
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By Diorama, It's a feeling I won't anchor here
No rest impatient flood
A
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By Diorama, Nothing but sound
Nothing but slumber
Nothing but frenzy
Nothing but rush
Nothing but
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By Diorama, Will you bear my everlasting sorrow?
Will you suppress my indifference?
Holy
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By Diorama, How long have you been guarded
In frameworks to present you?
I
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By Diorama, Different light different meaning
Not imagined not unreal
Don't quit the friendship
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By Diorama, And if you offer everything you have
I still want more
Face
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By Diorama, You're a great comedian
You're a sweet chameleon
Like a tree in
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By Diorama, I'm sorry that we didn't know how sick you were
Your
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By Diorama, Will ich dich vergessen?
Oder selbst vergessen sein?
Treibe ich taumelnd dir