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Brown Locks, Darkened curls on the shoulder of my wifeStory deepens waves crash; then weaken; she the templar of my lifei saw her shadow in the duskso..
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Sweet lady cancer, how do you swell within my soul?Sweetness; lady cancer let's make a deal before control. Sweet lady cancer, you saw my name and too..
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a disturbing poem i wrote because the idea of the phrase hush little sister intrigued me
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meth-mouth rotten tooth shaved with a rusty bladebitter blood decay grinding bone grafted by tainted spade.crimson candy taste of death, swallowed sha..
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