Northern Downpour

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They say our lives are just chanced dreams.

We should toss our jewels to the ocean floor.

Give all of the diamonds to the home teams;

they are as useful as some broken door.

She is speechless,  and doesn't have the skill.

I beg the moon not to tumble and pass.

Sugar comes sweetly with easy thrills,

but wishing for me comes with a hard crass.

Even though the world can not be so wise,

you will find that headaches melt with such ease.

While your pair of fragile lips are like lies,

you will return to your home with no plea.

        -You are always my breath in the night;

         but my breaths will never see the daylight.

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