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The one who I clung to...
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We are equally becoming decapitated...
Let me explain something to you, that makes...
you are far from everything, but close to...
I am simpley mad
mad at he world...
You didn't come to apologize
for last weeks catastrophe, you...
Your heart lies among the primroses
Taken swiftly by swift hands...
I may have become bitter,
and as cold as ice...
I try to run away from town
These dusty roads and rusty crown...
In hollows oblivion
I see all truth...
Dawn turns to dusk,
The ground turns to fire...
Roses are red
Violets are blue...
There is a disease that haunts the poet and drives...
A chronic condition which drains the bearer and...