Death Comes in ThreesA Poem by ellecues world's smallest violin and the water works begin as i sulk all but within you're omnipotent in sin the burn is that of ice it's chill has struck me thrice heart stolen, courted heist lab experiment without the mice (are you happy now?)
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1 Review Added on June 18, 2019 Last Updated on June 18, 2019 AuthorelleSeeking Nirvana, NCAbout“I am my best work - a series of road maps, reports, recipes, doodles, and prayers from the front lines” -Audre Lorde Mom. Awkward. Sarcastic. Emotional. And I blame things on my Pisce.. more..Writing
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