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folkloare
folkloare
33/F/The Netherlands Of my own house I made myself a gibbet.
As this year nears its end, This heartfelt message I send To you, and sincerely hope you find Next year will be gentle, prosperous, and kind. Let not a single tear be shed Out of pain, grief, or regret. May fortune smile on every day, And guide your steps along the way. Let your heart be filled with joy and peace, And all your worldly sorrows cease. Good health to you and those you hold dear, Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
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Dec 24, 2025
Dec 24, 2025 at 5:12 AM UTC
2026
My heart breaks like delicate porcelain, as I grief for someone who is still alive.
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Dec 15, 2021
Dec 15, 2021 at 8:01 AM UTC
Lament
You are just a fiend, masquerading as an angel. And I am a Saint, who is being mistaken for the devil.
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Sep 4, 2020
Sep 4, 2020 at 5:04 AM UTC
Facade
Remember me fondly, or not at all.
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Jul 4, 2019
Jul 4, 2019 at 2:21 AM UTC
Epilogue
Loneliness clings to my gaunt frame, like an invisible mourning veil that threatens to smother me in my slumber.
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Apr 27, 2019
Apr 27, 2019 at 7:55 AM UTC
Forlorn
Apart from the isolated confines of my own mind, the warm comfort of your embrace is the safest place I know.
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Jan 31, 2019
Jan 31, 2019 at 7:14 AM UTC
Embosom
Your scent lingers on my pale skin, and when I inhale I do not feel the suffocating weight of solitude.
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Dec 14, 2018
Dec 14, 2018 at 4:25 AM UTC
Fragrance
Indescribable is the woe I felt at witnessing the cruel aftermath of heartbreak, and struggling to mend it.
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Dec 3, 2018
Dec 3, 2018 at 4:07 AM UTC
Herzeleid
After the heartache, you will learn that love is both a blessing and a curse.
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Oct 16, 2018
Oct 16, 2018 at 12:54 PM UTC
Bane
The boy that resides in the hollow of my mind, I gave him a name: Morpheus.
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Jul 22, 2018
Jul 22, 2018 at 3:27 AM UTC
Deity