winter;lyra
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either way, i'm just here for a day, so why bother..A Poem by winter;lyraplaying tricks on meyeah i feel itmight kill itmight evenbreathe inbefore i greet and then steal that thrillyeah i'm infor the kickof itor sickmonster.. |
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african desert tigerA Poem by winter;lyraafrican desert tigermiragelamb entouragesabotagedforeign spiesvile mindsfrightless sand mensighted somewhere between the red landswhat was it?not a fi.. |
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love potionA Poem by winter;lyraimpatient death due one, two, three, four out of tune afloat so broken mass deprived wide open yggdrasil spill on that wheel of misfortune.. |
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there is also deathA Chapter by winter;lyrabut thenthere is a feeling of liberationtransformationand separation from desperationrhyming stations and gracesfor the made and paidforwars finished .. |
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brokenA Chapter by winter;lyrainspired by SachikoMochiko (http://www.writerscafe.org/ruayano111) |
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A story about a witch and a pirate, and purple ski..A Story by winter;lyraThought about making the book, to be ready for next chapters, but probably will never be finished. |
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"yeah you're killing it"A Chapter by winter;lyranot good, not good |
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riddler.A Chapter by winter;lyraonly then i'll facewith them shadesmy sanity's killerthe depravity unfoldedthe riddler speaks in tongues but dances in longstepswack, and rasham truly.. |
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kill me slowly.A Chapter by winter;lyrakill me slowly kiss me roughly am your vixen hunter, lover heartbreaker and jailer savior, do your favor paint the grass red with my blood |
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