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Unwrinkled feet,Tapping the verdant lawn.Mellow hands,Depicting a strong bond.Saccharine laughter,Filling the air with euphony.Every circle,not just a..
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At the seaside,Sequestered from civilization.Like a hidden poetSinging the songs of lament.Waiting for the love,That never returned..
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Dressed as a maestro,That cacodemon secured my confidenceSeeing into the life of my maiden organs,And filling them with his exuberant fluid.I enjoyed ..
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Standing in the doorway.A flaxen orphan threw me her golden smile.Touched on receiving her exemplary expressionsWith a coil of her tongue,every time s..
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All around fly those little red heartsWanting to join their equivalents,Caught by two astute hands,simultaneously.Everything they touch becomes in col..
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Workin' The same desk upon which she had always laid bare her Gucci handbag was not just a working place.It had lots of memories attach..
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child abuse
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Every deleting photograph of that handsome faceFrom her phone gallery,Hit her chest like a paper ball,Given the fact that he was "ephemeral"
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