Annie

Annie

A Poem by Effector Prime
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Bearing with the lions in a comfort weather

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sparingly my yes
devoted to withering lines
I'm undrneath the wuthering heights
can you describe to me this feeling

What more could I ask for?
My kitchen is a cold cellar
beneath the garden of a fair lady
peace is everything but my love

I sync slowly but I have
been sinking without knowing it
for fourteen hundred and forty hours
Bearing with lions in a comfort weather

© 2016 Effector Prime



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Added on September 11, 2016
Last Updated on September 20, 2016

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Effector Prime
Effector Prime

Glasgow, Theta-Religion, United Kingdom



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