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Tortured eyes were your burden now wicked storms linger and the rattle snakes charm isn't so appealing as his venom no longer does course within your veins . Can you battle alone as I stand silent witness? Does that entice as well as repulse ? Are we the maggots of a long since expired corpse . Will your paradise collapse to unveil nothing more than the delusions we conspired to know together my dear. Take a number and wait for this stay of execution you've died already within my thoughts . The funeral was held within the confines of this room are lust left nothing to hold but the empty shell and hollow words . **** you and die !!!. The bitterness only serves to mask.the truth we knew so loNo as we stood together blood in palm . No visions may intrude upon my silence . You once knew the pain that was love cross to bare. Never beg sympathy when you requested the death of this existence . You are nothing and me something far less . So shall the door remain closed
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Aug 16, 2017
Aug 16, 2017 at 8:03 PM UTC
Thorns And Lace
Tortured eyes were your burden now wicked storms linger and the rattle snakes charm isn't so appealing as his venom no longer does course within your veins . Can you battle alone as I stand silent witness? Does that entice as well as repulse ? Are we the maggots of a long since expired corpse . Will your paradise collapse to unveil nothing more than the delusions we conspired to know together my dear. Take a number and wait for this stay of execution you've died already within my thoughts . The funeral was held within the confines of this room are lust left nothing to hold but the empty shell and hollow words . **** you and die !!!. The bitterness only serves to mask.the truth we knew so loNo as we stood together blood in palm . No visions may intrude upon my silence . You once knew the pain that was love cross to bare. Never beg sympathy when you requested the death of this existence . You are nothing and me something far less . So shall the door remain closed
evan-crow
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Dark Creek Kentucky
Aug 16, 2017
Aug 16, 2017 at 8:03 PM UTC
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