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Darken this verse,
with sour intentions.
I can't crave
this, your imperfection.
And like ticks,
you'll feed relentless,
not ever absolute.
Such weak examples,
disgraceful role models.
Decrepit, this soul
can find it.
The only truth.
I will die.
with sour intentions.
I can't crave
this, your imperfection.
And like ticks,
you'll feed relentless,
not ever absolute.
Such weak examples,
disgraceful role models.
Decrepit, this soul
can find it.
The only truth.
I will die.
Published 21st Feb 2012
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23rd Feb 2012 11:33am
23rd Feb 2012 12:21pm
Your pieces have spark,i just can't resist.Perfect nonsense defined sense.
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Anonymous
2nd Mar 2012 5:58pm
lucky 13:)! "The only truth.
I will die." poignant,enjoyed!
I will die." poignant,enjoyed!
19th Feb 2013 8:30pm
