Poem title |
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Real Live Tales of The Horrible Insect Culture |
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Gracious Injections of Sterile Infections, Not Long Lost |
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Specialty Recipe For Fallen Comrades Left For Dead |
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I'll Tell These Tales of Boredom Long Enough To Hold Attention |
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Call of The Wild, On Western Minds and Western Soil |
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Deep-Down, She's Quivering, Waiting For A Soul To Lay In |
0.11 | 6 |
All These Tragedies Walking The Streets |
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Oh, We'll Work Our Own Way Out of This Mess |
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I'm The Narrator, Yet This Story Sounds Old and Boring |
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Shhh! This Is The Secret They'd Kill For |
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There's The Threat of Fire Here |
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Patching Up This Hole That Brings A Terrible Cold |
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Tremble Under The Weight of Dark Secrets Told |
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The Hard Truth, Told Without Qualms |
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Typical Monsters In Business Suit Circumstance |
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All The Better To Eat You With |
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The Maps I Construct Overlap To Destroy The Path We Drew |
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So Lipstick Doesn't Really Taste That Good When It's Lingering |
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Emergency! Call The Ambulance! Light This Place On Fire... |
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Superimposing Regulatory Rhetoric (Sending Signals) |
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We Just Like To Kid Ourselves |
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Better Off With Prentending, If The Real Thing Won't Come Close |
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The Pieces Fall In Place, But The Debate Remains The Same |
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Come, Routine With Me |
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Namely, This Needs To Remain Our Little Secret |
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Polishing My Ideas Just To Throw Yours Away |
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Watchmen Watching Winter Weather Patterns |
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United Front |
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So Throw Me A Few Fate-Inspired Lines To Cover |
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The Powers That Provide |
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Ultimate Getaway Plans and Understatements |
7 | 1 |
Setting Traps In A Relational Context |
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Rerun The Episode Rerun The Episode |
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Telepathy and It's Just Like A Movie |
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Just Get Out of My Head |
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Tragic Sand Castles |
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Songs That Make You Feel All Gushy and Mushy Inside |
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Quality Control Logistics |
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Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh No! We're Talking For Real This Time |
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All We Ever Have Is A Hope |
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Good Intentions |
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Inversion and Fiction We Believe In |
| 1 |
Lollipop Vanity |
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Poison Of The Devil Vigilante |
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Simple Sentences |
| 1 |
So Young and Delicate, She Was |
| 1 |
A Mask For Two |
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Passion Pairing Nicely |
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Galavanter |
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Temple |
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Travel and Teardrops |
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Pill You |
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Ordinary Means of Transportation |
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Tryst With Her Highness |
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Dread In Your Head, Dreams In Your Schemes |
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Part of The Problem |
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Proof of Purchase |
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It's All Just A Mess, Anyway |
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Pictures Provided |
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Tragedy Outbound Illness |
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Boring Boring Boring (But Say It Again?) |
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The Vigil |
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Your Plane Is Boarding |
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Lurking Around |
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Reap The Benefits (Degenerate) |
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Details and Facts (Knick Knacks) |
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Regulation Issue |
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Didn't You Know This Already? |
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...To See Through You |
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Fifty Percent (Or More) |
| 1 |
Where To Start? |
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Talk About Something Else, Maybe? |
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Hey Heaven! |
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Therapy Session |
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Madness or Melody? |
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The Tremendous Wait |
| 1 |
The Infuriating Silence |
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Herself or Someone Else |
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Treasure Island (So Pick One) |
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No Solutions, Yet |
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Literally |
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Figures of This Fighting |
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Find My Wings |
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Firm Believer |
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The Towers Of Indignity |
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Traipsing Through |
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Masks |
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My Mirror |
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Truth Is |
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Scrolling Up and Down |
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Landscape Waltz |
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Same Old Story |
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More Fresh Lies |
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Did They Hand Out Happiness? |
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More Than The Truth (In Short) |
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More Reasons To Remember |
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To Be Continued |
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If You Open It |
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You Couldn't Possibly Know |
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Notions of The Complex Mind |
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Only For My Loneliness |
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Party Mode Medley |
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Deals With Daylight |
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Sleep Songs |
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Augustus |
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Intermittent Transmissions of Delirium |
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Lost Eyes, Lost Skies |
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