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Moon & StarsWhen we gaze at the moon / And acknowledge its brilliance / We often forget the stars,
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Jul 13, 2010
My Dear andUnfortunate successor, / With regret I imagine you / Reading the account I put here
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Jul 13, 2010
Crime and PunishmentA shot or item stolen / By someone, or myself / Maybe both, maybe neither
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Jul 13, 2010
They Will**Drag** me back, they will / **Tear** me, until they’ve had their fill / **Scar** me, the marks last forever
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Jun 23, 2010
Her.During day, she is locked away / Although in night, she returns with spite / From the depths of depth itself, she awakes herself
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Jun 23, 2010
Cold.With the fall of night / And the vanquishing of light, / The cruel creeping fingers grasp
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Jun 23, 2010
These November WindsThe cold November wind blows / Sweeping things of new away / Bringing back memories of old
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Jun 23, 2010
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