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SAFE ONLINE +27734583119 DEATH SPELLS CANADA AUSTR..A Poem by mama nandi+27734583119 mama nandi, black magic death spells that work overnight or by accident i? Cast these strongest black magic revenge death spells that wor.. |
If my heart beatsA Poem by maya_onlineI hope it only beats for you. |
Bleeding for the WorldA Poem by suuyuwriteyunuI want to break something. It doesn't matter what I break. Whether it be the chair, the stage, or my hand, I want to see destruction. I want to see .. |
...still alive.A Story by The Unknown Sith...In the darkest of nights, if you look hard enough, you can always find specs of lights.... |
For User Does Not ExistA Poem by maya_onlineThe thought that you would never be hard to find blinded my senses, leaving me raw to the truth that you could be. |
Silence and The StarsA Poem by rileypaigeShe’d been dead only an hour and the stars have already welcomed her. She’s silent as the warmth devours her, slowly and wholly. “Da.. |
THE NIGHT BEFORE THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMASA Story by Peter RogersonMemories... |
ValentineA Poem by maya_onlineI hate the roses, but I want to love. |
i think a lot about DeathA Poem by JankedyMan"I Think a Lot About Death" is a contemplative, introspective poem that examines the nature of mortality with both reverence and curiosity. Through vi.. |
Dying To Be BornA Poem by LanaBorn with a general anesthesiaI die again and call for the blackNo rainbow to justify the blindFighting to be born againIt's an affair to die againOr .. |
There are No Children HereA Poem by maya_onlineto grow up quick, wanting to die young. |
If my heart beatsA Poem by maya_onlineI hope it only beats for you |
Because I am HumanA Poem by maya_onlineI lie, because I am Human. |
For User Does Not ExistA Poem by maya_onlineThe thought that you would never be hard to find blinded my senses, leaving me raw to the truth that you could be. |
That Feeling, againA Poem by maya_onlinebut then I get that feeling, again, and know I can't do this again. |
ValentineA Poem by maya_onlineI hate the roses, but I want to love. |
There are No Children HereA Poem by maya_onlineto grow up fast, wanting to die young. |
Free RidesA Poem by LanaMissed opportunity, so unprecedented,And the president's public eye has deniedThe free rides of a few, by pure design,Reflections of traditions, disto.. |