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deserted thoughts...
When your face hits the floor
And despair is at your door...
Wives and children are left behind
As the bravest of boys change into men...
Her yummy nectar drips like golden honey
With pure sweetness of yellow happiness...
Forbidden fruit
~ ~ O ~ ~ ~ ~ O...
What does it mean
to have a thousand pounds...
Born with soft, strong wings
flew into the depths of hell...
Verses that stand on a pedestal of lies,
Breed an uprising continuation of hate and deceit...
I sure didn't plan on my life turning out this...
Frankesteinism
Born dead...
Watch this first...
Anything to declare? (senryu...
I waited for you to go, for SO long -
Holding my breath such icy sighs...