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You swaggered in, looking
pleased with yourself. I glanced up from my page for half a second to give you
a quick smile. You knew better than to inte..
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~You should know the world is cruel.
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~The paths that lay before us / Choices we have to make,
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/ death is close
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A
dark desire rests on her lips;
It
drips.
Smudged
against her skin,
Cherry
stained bright
In
contrast with
Porcel..
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~Sun's flame pours / Out of moon;
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A
dimming light foreshadows the night,
The pain
once bright
Now
black.
And the
moon may rise quickly,
But not
fast en..
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A cliché, I may present:~ a phoenix, rising from the ashes,glorious in all it's radiant colorswith sparks of gold,streamers of red,with orange ..
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