winter;lyra
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olive treesA Poem by winter;lyraoh no my olive trees diseasoned host these shades inflated states of gray my ego nation disease stricken casts no forms other than strung I.. |
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virgins of the praerieA Poem by winter;lyrathese mad boarsdone chased the babes off the praeriebetrothen tools, these fools lack providencetheir virgins deprived of the touch of Godthey will se.. |
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galleysA Poem by winter;lyrayes I do rob the stallsI cash the lotsscratch the price and roll in dirtdisguise the productI am the roth, the childand the holy spiritsolely follyI a.. |
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[ falling clothes ]A Poem by winter;lyrafalling clothesall my soiled virginsundisclosed, tail my toesmarble tiles, and bubbled sightsone of those caught my eyein a putrid scent, animalsin a .. |
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a pair of shoes and a bookA Story by winter;lyraRight here. Look, but don't actually look. Not at me. I'm sat here but I wish they were instead. Those two boys in my mind, do you wanna know? Well, .. |
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dry peachA Poem by winter;lyrabad lipsinsipid yet kissedstripped of itsteep in its trillpeer exchangeis a fierce endangermenta monument to eroswhen not a statement to narcissusone .. |
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tween blissA Poem by winter;lyraTarnishedIn flightExiled to the furthest novellaUnwelcome in my own dreamBut, what's the excuse for a secretIf not a swindle?So I let my tears runTo c.. |
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shrine of unbirthA Poem by winter;lyragood griefmy teeth missing from my sleepbegone with your priestsi'll see you off in the brinkof the morning in the afterblast of nagasakilastlyin moti.. |
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sybilA Poem by winter;lyrarushed offbrushed off the metal wavelunar rays reflected off the coastmy eyelids dimoff the specular streammy consciousness is lost along the filmbyte.. |
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bad parisA Poem by winter;lyrathe windmill creaksa voice of a thousand ghostsheld in limbostale and pillagedatoned to the hill songthis is a dreamthat has been dreamt beforea witch.. |
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