philosophy
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In a dark room she filled his head With love and dreams of sensual fulfillment She wore paint so colourful dressed up for the day of the dead She was beautiful that he could see Glowing in the dark like an exotic queen The flowers in her hair her pale white face Lips made to…
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Your under my skin And I can’t begin, To imagine Being without you again, You’re like a drug An amphetamine boost, You’ve got me addicted That is the truth, We are Nephilim. You are the daughters of men We are Sons of God’s, Yet somehow you Drew us in, With you beautiful looks And your…
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Drops of blood Dripping from Bloody hands That allowed the guns Or that gave the commands Much weight must be borne By those who see others mourn As a result of their decisions To rent life from innocent victims In the name of something unknown to them In the name of something irrelevant When weighed…
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Colours are so bright They shine in the night, A beautiful scene You could hardly believe, Celebrations abound There’s lots of love to be found, Faces painted so well It’s hard to tell, Who’s alive and who’s dead On the day of the dead. Dia De Los Muertos, The Mexican phrase Celebrating those who’ve passed…
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Let our lips touch Let our hands caress Let me kiss your shoulders And your neck Let me feel the satin of your skin Let the loving truly begin. Let me feel the warmth of your body Let me taste your lips Let us both become connected Let us both dwell in this bliss Let’s…
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