mystic deathA Poem by winter;lyradawn on me
olive field within dragon eyed iris sight on, my overly drawn on tail course on my middle eastern strife i weep my love this heart ain't mine to hide so why fight on good people die for less © 2018 winter;lyra |
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Added on March 31, 2018 Last Updated on March 31, 2018 Author
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