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Not Rotten Not Forgotten
What You Are Yet Still What You Yet Ain't
Blistered Canvas Under Cracked Red Paint
Twisted Wristed Brushes Held By A Late Saint
Flow High And Low Bold And Then Dead Faint
Artiste Macabre In Twilight Dim Gallery
With Every Stroke Shadow Evokes Memory
Chains Are A Pain Before One Is Set Free
I Roam Tomes My Bones Walk Past History
Blistered Canvas Under Cracked Red Paint
Twisted Wristed Brushes Held By A Late Saint
Flow High And Low Bold And Then Dead Faint
Artiste Macabre In Twilight Dim Gallery
With Every Stroke Shadow Evokes Memory
Chains Are A Pain Before One Is Set Free
I Roam Tomes My Bones Walk Past History
Published 30th Mar 2020
| Edited 31st Mar 2020
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Just A Touch Goth Today In Halls Of Mind's Interplay
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31st Mar 2020 8:24am
31st Mar 2020 10:56am
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