Quinn James Biography

Do you ever look at someone and wonder,
All the heartbreak they've endured,
How their heart was torn into
a hundred little pieces?
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Flashing lights -
the stars dance through the treetops
- encircle me
As the lake throws back their image,
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Your eyes the blue of deep waters
The center of your pupil
Are depths of ocean abyss
No light escapes from its pull of
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Death sticks to me
like a coat in the rain.
At the end of the street,
Death waits for me
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