emma
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supernaturalA Poem by emmaHer black feathers glazed and filled with blood, hatred and beauty.Only a candle light, in the haunted night,With a beauty that is so divine it looks .. |
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Misery...A Story by emmaIt was a bitter cold, cheerless evening; the fog hovered over the streets clutching the buildings, streetlamps -the entire city was in a damp icy grip.. |
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