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I have once met the opposite of mine,seemed like his colors were utterly hard to define,to my vision , he was the opposite of mine.I've put some thoug..
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The rain hits the roof,the burst is declared in a infinite sound.The rain gets stronger,evident to what I am about to write.I will not abort your acti..
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A place of my own. 19 - century .
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Be good, be bad,I have no eyes,I take your soul.
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He said , she said, Now I dig the next grave. it's targic the way it will end. I smell..
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Whispers she hears,white color dressing is felt around,sheckels of doom hold her to the ground,unbreakable they are.Birds greet her in the morning,the..
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Breath this deadly poison,relish on it , be joyful,it's not really a poison ,you know..Soft and kind you were born,couldn't even hide a knife ,in that..
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Tragic are words that come with pain,they bare truth, honesty,but mostly agony.In the valley of people,upon the ruins of yesterday,tomorrow will be a ..
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I remember them flying,coming back in coffins,they were strange in their looks.Sounds of glory, vigor , and what-not,shamed by them, coffins is what I..
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I sense something different in your eyes, have you changed?Ohh..You get tired alright, what did I do?I see a different heart, are you with another ma..
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