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Beasts of burden
and witch's brew
Mixed and mottled
bundled up
thrown, tossed under---
"They'll eat you alive," she said to
me, o..
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sultry nights are usually spent in gold and paper
i spend them in rain.
You know, i cant possibly think anymore.
i can't possibly be anymore.
mo..
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they say you walk the
streets in scarlet
well i say you walk
in your own blood.
what is a virgin
flower but sweet?
i say yours is
like dr..
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“Whoisthat?” was where our story began, and where it continues as a legend; an urban myth, really, in the form of fables and fairy tales &..
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No sound. There was not even a whisper in the dank depths of the abandoned Underground. The Earth had ended, Mars' b*****d daughter had sought her re..
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Oh, my darling Prince Adrian,
How she beckons at your name,
And the stars could have loved no one better
Than you, my Prince, with no maim
On your..
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"I will begin by telling you that we have found the boy. He did not notice us, Abel. He is almost perfect to harvest," recited Rigel, who then proceed..
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"I have sent the message, my lord." These words were spoken from the very mouth of Verdandi herself; her long, fair hair and queenly manner offering a..
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We were in the garden. The serpents were swimming around in the air, calmly, Aldriat noted (I could tell from her expression), and she looked at the p..
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