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last submission on this blog.
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We burned out like a candle left alight in a drunkards bathroom at dawn.It's sad really but I don't know what else to do.I've become entangled in your..
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violets are blueroses are redi really wishi didn't feel dead.d.g.
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i.she waits,for love,to come,enough,to feel,to see,enoughto be.ii. wandersdoes he,like waves,to mea sea,defeat,he leaves,retreat.iii.we lied,deceit.be..
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an occurrence
we all have and will face this
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why have you gone, to leave me,a pity a mopea slag.i need you,and i was there when you needed me.i was your crutch, i was your punching bag,i was what..
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i exhaled, you inhaled.our first time alone together.your beauty is shown so effortlessly, you're dancing in your underwear.my eyes opened,your eyes s..
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sitting, waiting.a lifeless face stares back at you.windows to the soul, shows the reflection of a husk not far from you.lingering,watching.eyes peeri..
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