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Some ills pertain to the skin,
Still worse are those to the heart,
Careless words, razor-sharp and vindictive
Do rend and Tear, and boil in icy w..
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YES I'M VENTING! GAHHH!!!
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Golden Scorpionida,
emblazoned on a vertical plateau of sable,
lend your mystique to the musician's tale,
and bring to it's voice another memory..
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A work of fiction, nothing more.
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she was so young!
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Sounds ricochette in the vacancy,
I hear things I had forgotten,
and never wanted to hear again.
Laughter, sighs, memories.
All came traipsing..
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Inspired by "Spiderwick Chronicles" the movie, no lie!
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Written from a soldier's point of view.
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Loneliness is the Great motivator
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"Life's remonstrance I've yet to heed..."
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