AKhaus
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words for my assassinA Poem by AKhauscoup de grâce |
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tandem existenceA Poem by AKhauscontemplation |
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tell meA Poem by AKhausevery bit of white, there is a bit of blackwhat i said, i can never take backso with every motion, another reactionevery smile, curling the corners of.. |
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hunterA Poem by AKhausi don't know who i am and so i circle round and roundi hate to be trapped but in constant bondageif love could be free and without consequencehow i wo.. |
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seaA Poem by AKhausno silence by the seathe foul smell of life torn and born and devoured by those crashing soundswhite crested are the arms of his bluethe insects born .. |
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twisted glassA Poem by AKhausreflections |
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