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SparedLoving not the nature of spirit Bound within my iris puddles of mud, You splash through, onward to clear skies, Happy thoughts and pixie dustSpared
Free things are for sale And you bulk buy to store Away for darker, sad senility For the depth of despondency You will touch Alone.
The minute hand shreds through The string that trussed My heart to the power of the sunshine Blinding in your smile, Until it melts into a hazy glow And finally Goes Out.
And sigh not so But let them go For lo' I know The f
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Number of times I read Twilight: ...does it really matter? Even once is too many...
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We don't cry for the gods that die by our hands.
We throw stones if our gods take a stand.
We create and destroy our stigmata martyrs.
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Number of times I read Twilight: ...does it really matter? Even once is too many...
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Member of Project Reciprocation--->[link]
Number of times I read Twilight: ...does it really matter? Even once is too many...
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My comic: Fall on Me | Comic en español: Cuenta Conmigo
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Member of Project Reciprocation--->[link]
Number of times I read Twilight: ...does it really matter? Even once is too many...
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My comic: Fall on Me | Comic en español: Cuenta Conmigo
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