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She was a marred beauty and I was vile,perhaps that was the reason we swayed together so perfectly.She understood me,and I believed I loved her.Maybe ..
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When darkness arises,the self is know.A vivid memory,another marred page in a locked diary;denials die away,like fog in a breathtaking dawn.It wasn't ..
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A desire can be beautiful,no matter how selfish or destructive.It's just another dream waiting to burst under the strains of reality.Yet love is dead,..
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Dark silhouette dancing behind the curtains,mimicking everything it sees,exposing with no words.Bleeding flowers blooming underneath the moonlight,dyi..
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The scent of lilacs wafted through the air,as waterfalls tumbled and the water rose.Beads and bubbles clumped together riding the waves,parting only w..
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What blossoms from pain is belief,and seeing what is real.What rises from the depths of despair is hope,and in hope lies the stones of desperation.Cla..
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Soar on Butterfly wingssomewhere over the horizonunto a bridge made from the dust of stars.A voice that storms like an oceansinging a song of a storyf..
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Ghostly Timehow costly you areDear Earthhow devilish you can beSymptoms of Grandeureasily exponential and fluctuatingSickly Sweet Godlinessburning bla..
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Sung with a voice as pleasant as ether,drifting through the heavenly rain,she cried tears of love.Her heart fluttered as highbefore her feet fell belo..
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Hardly a thought gone by where one doesn't see an end.Every second an infinite of something else.Imploding and Exploding,expanding and shrinking all a..
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