Theo
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FreshA Poem by TheoCadences of fresh rosesbud in a decadent season of fun.It hurts at first but the feeling goes away.This natural sensual visual treatbeholds within its.. |
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Haiku Collection 1A Poem by TheoJust a bunch of 17 syllable thangs |
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Pulled into DarknessA Poem by TheoHurt and pain and happiness |
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Society RulesA Poem by TheoThe chains of social excess |
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What Dying is LikeA Story by TheoHave you wondered what happens after death? First of all, there is no after. |