Eve S.
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What was sungA Poem by Eve S.Amidst the mist of the thirsty garden, one chilly morning Wearing the face of one who’s hapless in love, or in mourning She walked a.. |
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About his LolitaA Poem by Eve S.Reviewing Vladimir's Lolita |
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To be a womanA Chapter by Eve S.A fresh November morning sprung up displaying his moody temper. The sky, though blue and sun-drenched, was scattered with some snivelling g.. |
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Tearless FuneralA Chapter by Eve S.Sadness or madness ? You decide. |
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It isn't HateA Poem by Eve S.It just came bursting out of me. |
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False AlarmA Poem by Eve S.Nobody really knows when it's time to pass away... |
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She BurnsA Poem by Eve S.She cools the nerves that I burned She makes it right when you feel blue She makes of you a man, I learned, And how to quite her, you’v.. |
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