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Your favorite song plays often in my chamber.
You'd play it in my car, while outside the world
decayed fast as we died slow.
Your rants of Valhalla..
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not pretty
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Rough
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Dance this dance...
it is dire, important,
for tomorrow's tumult is
not quite known yet--so
please-please for the sake
of the seas, in the name ..
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Still trying stuff.
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I was going to pick a Norman Rockwell painting for the pic but then I was like "Nah."
So anyway, lately I've just been experimenting is all.
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This shattering shiver, September's itch
opaque in moonlight, her lover's kiss
his shattered shyness, month of nowhere
this blackened heart, it g..
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Written very very quickly/not edited, though I'm satisfied thus far.
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Because of ABT
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not sure why I keep rhyming lately
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