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Corwin

  • Rain

    RainbyCorwin ClampittIn the days in which im dieingfrom the pains i have been hidinglooking for answers to questions im denyingput on a fuckin smile its like im lieingMaking me fall ...

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  • Ashes

    AshesBy Corwin ClampittWhen time starts shakingN earth starts quakingDon’t know where life’s taking meSomewhere there’s a keyTo this life’s mysteryYour words get dullerDidn't hear em at all or

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  • Black Magic

    Black MagicByCorwin ClampittCloster phobia kickin inWalls are getting thinBut I’ll be fineJust show me the lineIt’s getting shorter ever timeHarder to defineCrossing boundaries that aren’t mineI

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  • Smile (an absence of confidence)

    Smile (an absence of confidence)ByCorwin ClampittSmile upon a faceBetter keep it on‘Least till their gone‘Cuz their known to criticize Often victimize maybe terrorize Smile on a FaceBecomes a surp

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  • Cigarette

    CigaretteByCorwin ClampittCigarette cigarette sitting in my handNever can, never can I forgetNever will, never will I understandWishing I, wishing I had a hand to holdLungs filling in, filling inHeart

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It had a perfectly round door like a porthole, painted green, with a shiny yellow brass knob in the exact middle. The door opened on to a tube-shaped hall like a tunnel: a very comfortable tunnel without smoke, with panelled walls, and floors tiled and carpeted, provided with polished chairs, and lots and lots of pegs for hats and coats—the hobbit was fond of visitors. The tunnel wound on and on, going fairly but not quite straight into the side of the hill —The Hill, as all the people for many miles round called it—and many little round doors opened out of it, first on one side and then on another.
— JRR Tolkien