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Devulse all my limbsand resent all my choicescry out pain instead of pride.All I seem to know is that my head is bloody but unbound.BY: Iseroth
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Send me something without a worship.without a prayer.I shall not be controlled by what has been written.Authority? Tell me.What is it?Tell me what a s..
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in the distance lies a beautiful flower blooming oh so lovely,
yearning for my touch. burning a hole in my heart leaving trails of
ashes..caressin..
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The wind and the bellows and the chimes celestial providence
as angels sing and the wind and the bellows and the chimes they tend to
my Pain.To di..
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In glimpses of last night when our eyes met like a key to a lock,
causing time to stop in bliss.. we both Sensed each others Poetry.. the
Poetry o..
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Oh how the petals intertwine, forming the shades of your character, and
the splendor of its complexion. Such an intimate Opera in the center
of ..
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If
to know all is to share its hollow then I wouldn't hesitate to venture
into this Sumptuous Ache, which foretells Divine Indulgence; The
Fab..
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This Ache, this Pain, where does its end reside, I"ll testify to
utter Lies, confess a False loyalty to Evil, and Burn to cinder if it
meant jus..
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A Dimension of True Reality and Relief.. the Release of Cosmic Energy
to a new Embrace of Belief. Was it all a dream, an illusion, a rift in
rea..
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