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Let nature live and last. Let it change itself and us.
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It's an older song, but I'll be posting a few of these here. Listen to it and tell me what you think!!!!
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An attempt at emulating Poe, using my own format and scheme.
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Imprisoned in pictures remains the memories of her,That innocent angel, my beloved Jennifer.See how once she smiled, the glow of sun on her skin,Hair ..
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Lovelorn.All those years gone, I bear this broken bond.Youth is lost, left with curs’d thoughts contrite.I believed we belonged… so fond ..
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Cheerio ol' chaste flaunting lass, cheerio.
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Born of sin, raised in a devout Catholic orphanage, beautiful, brilliant, and beguiling, Marideth Belfort is the nightmare of Colonial America.
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The Birth of Malevolence
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Wending way, forward through the years, I bring you to the age of impending darkness, to the first glimpse of eternal dusk; I present these pages in ..
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Dreams of Reality.
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