Husk mit navn
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My lungs are infusion bagsA Poem by Husk mit navnHow it feels like to be with someone that drains you emotionally and physically. To you, my addiction, Go to hell. Love |
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Tonight I had a drinkA Story by Husk mit navnTonight I had a drink. It didn't take me too long to realize it was really just a mix of melancholy and madness. I spilled my glass everywhere I.. |
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Tortured soul and fragile bodyA Poem by Husk mit navnMorpheus denied me his armsAnd angels denied me their wings How could I ever know what peace brings To a tortured soul And a fragile body Thoughts.. |
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Silver plates and golden spoonsA Poem by Husk mit navnI gave you my heart on a silver plate, and you ate it with a golden spoon, My fallen angel, my only savior, my sun and moon. My constella.. |