Matthew Young
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I WantA Poem by Matthew YoungI want this to mean nothing I want the riddles .. |
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the time has comeA Poem by Matthew Youngthe time has come for u.. |
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untitledA Poem by Matthew Youngyou banned me from your thronethat chair of salvation you cradled me inas I called out to you like a lost childcarrying a sack of silver for the kingh.. |
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documentA Poem by Matthew Youngyou banned me from your thronethat chair of salvation you cradled me inas I called out to you like a lost childcarrying a sack of silver for the kingh.. |
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whateverA Poem by Matthew Youngsome star-drenchedevening blissed outin every directionexcept for homeand its closelyguarded illusionthe perfect romanceseparated by timeapart or the .. |
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the positionA Poem by Matthew Youngthe positionof twisted sexset inside bleedingpassion (or abovetortured scenes)woman is slaveto man makingpromises forego- rightfullydrowning the seaas.. |
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some place in the sunA Poem by Matthew Youngyou have placed me upon this pedestalto be judged amongst the deadthis world is yours for the takingI am but a thorn to your headthe crown you wear to.. |
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