InaneA Poem by SpitfireGrrrl
they all ask, how do you feel?
discordant, cymbals crashing clashing with the sounds of horns, and wooden instruments that bellow mournfully No really... I'm fine.
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Added on August 14, 2012Last Updated on August 14, 2012 AuthorSpitfireGrrrlDallas, GAAboutI've been coming and going from here for a while now. I'll just... stop writing for a while and step away, then come back for a little while. :) It's been lots of fun reading all the new stuff from.. more..Writing
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