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Fell in love with the sadness,which later,became my passion.The black became my friend.Bested by thelight I was given.So I caved in,sorta like a cavem..
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My heart breaths mustyTrust meAsk sheSurely,the stench of myLove will thrust theeagainst me.Vulturing throughmountains and valleys. . .I'm starving,bu..
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My battery is depleted.The Son hasn't been givingme the energy that is needed.Ra, are you jealous that my mindis possessed and obsessed by the lightof..
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Gospel
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Gospel
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My sacred heart,My blessed soul,My darken mind.Although raised from the sand,I'm made from the light.But rather than flying towards the sun,I fell ont..
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It's been days since I've seen her face, so I'm dazed and deluded from the ambrosia of thoughts left behind from Cupid's arrow of amnesia.Impatient wi..
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Her idol was once the object of her fantasies, but you see,marble eyes are beautiful, but they cannot see what I see.Unless,Unless,Yes...-I could brin..
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Please,just let me be.Can't you see?See that I'm not cut out for this anymore...I take, and take , and take your love.And then I leave…Please,j..
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Mrs.Vixen, please bless him.Yes he.Better yet, be Mystic.Kissless, especially when your quickening of solemn bliss commits the offense of sporting Cel..
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