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Ididn'tknow you.
I knew your name but not the person it belonged to.
I guess itwasn'tanybody’s fault,
But I regret never meeting eye to eye w..
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The breeze of the warm evening let her long caramel hair
sway along her back and cheeks like the grass and the flowers of fields beyond
her castle. ..
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One night a mother heard her
daughter weeping quietly in bed. Sobbing softly and hugging her pillow, the
daughter had wet her bed. The mother was no..
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You’re not worth saving.
Uncurl your withered spine,
Sweetly slice your conceit,
Barbarians charge,
Through my phantasmaldefense.
Your ..
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For those who have heart,
Don’t let linger,
Beautifully cunning,
Left buffed and screaming,
Quick, although not quite as painless.
Aim fo..
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The knife
cuts deep,
A tear swims in the bleeding eye,
A promise broken, never intended to keep,
Angry, watching you cry.
Ironic how
we pro..
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The
old woman stared up at the cross. She was old by nature not by spirit. The
cross was placed neatly above the grand doors of the stone church. Sh..
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