ughA Poem by brianna vegadamned reader peering into my soul damned writer giving everything away will nothing satisfy the consumption of information the slavery of consumption the world will not cease to spin no matter how nauseous ive become this life is not my own i am the expression
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1 Review Added on October 2, 2012 Last Updated on June 10, 2013 Authorbrianna vegacity of lost angels, CAAbouti need a moment with the moon no distractions or uneven tunes just silence and the silver light spilling open my moods i need a minute with the night soft caresses of cold wind in the air envelo.. more..Writing
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