Perdition
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Horse NationA Poem by PerditionI have come to bury my blindness Lay thee well in soft feathered grounds of divinity I have come to sing, where eyes will l.. |
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The Risen BrierA Poem by PerditionLook clearlyInto these eyes, Do you not see death calling ? The skin beneath upon my hour drapes as cypress. Pulling - I am to b.. |
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Ever in EvermoreA Poem by PerditionShe riddles her hair down in curls oflabyrinth Gown torn Lying childless A gaze of Emily staring up from the stone Thinking currents of .. |
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