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Bottom of spiral Shine like a marble Amethyst, silver, and gold. Grave of the mind Soothing and kind Pulling you down to its core. Sinking in silence Away from all violence Gladly you leave with a bell. Whenever the morning For you there's no warning Eternity holding your hand.
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Feb 20, 2018
Feb 20, 2018 at 9:43 AM UTC
A Child's Macabre
Bottom of spiral Shine like a marble Amethyst, silver, and gold. Grave of the mind Soothing and kind Pulling you down to its core. Sinking in silence Away from all violence Gladly you leave with a bell. Whenever the morning For you there's no warning Eternity holding your hand.
christineto
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Feb 20, 2018
Feb 20, 2018 at 9:43 AM UTC
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