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bedside and bedsheets wrapped in a little miffed up ballball of fire set up in the corner,they said put your head on the pillowand your soul in the th..
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It dont mean nothing.Beauty as it comes has lost it charm,nothing in it makes you wantto scream out,make you a rather miserable creature,Now you have ..
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There it may seem like,what it is to be one.Here I felt likeI wasn’t the OneThe touch of his caresses,the bare bodied emptinessof his bottleIt l..
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He’s like the eagle.He flies with the dawn,He doesn’t know who he is.Lost in the suns rays,Lost in the rays that were him,Lost in his esse..
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Another year older,What the hell,Do I have greys yet?Can I preach to the crowd?Do I become wise yet?No! I hear her shout.You are still but twenty- thr..
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all day today, i sat there,thinking about, looking at it,thinking how good it would feelfor all this noise to stop,for this ache in my heart to stop.I..
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There’s nothing left there,Dark, broken, ashamed.Words mar my mind,Again just words.But the eat like termite.Destroying like tornadosRushing, gu..
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The drink in her hand,stands turning warm,bitter rotten,smelling of eggs,maybe her breath,she hasn't bathed since the vampiresleft the nest.it could b..
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Not to long ago I heard a cryShriek it turn to.Jumping up and down,Waves of glimmer.Sadness the residence,Slivers of gold and sliver.Shone from afar a..
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