NymphetamineDame
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Dear EmalieA Poem by NymphetamineDameSometimes I write to myself. |
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Beauty Has Faded.A Story by NymphetamineDameHe, this beautiful being.Dark hazel circles watch from afar.He does not understand life.The grass is green, with a brown tint.He sits and looks around.. |
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Am I Half Full, Or Half Empty?A Poem by NymphetamineDameThis is something I wrote while contemplating my life, and my curiosity of what may happen with another person. |
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Delicately RottingA Poem by NymphetamineDamePretty much just came up with this at a time when I wasn't feeling great. Sometimes I do feel as if I am dead inside. |
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Creeping Around a Corner, Prepared for Destruction..A Story by NymphetamineDameI have seen this place before. Many times before. I see a body in the distance, still as a board. I am intrigued. I wonder if the carcass is male or.. |
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Blood Red Lies.A Story by NymphetamineDame“Mister? Are you alright?” A child named Sylvester asked a man sitting by himself on the corner of a street. The man looked at the ch.. |
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