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I? A Heroine? You care about the end? A nice story to encourage children for life! While I wade through a swamp of thoughts ugly, muddy, smelling of death trolls underneath. I do doubt if there is an end at all. I do doubt each temporary sense of joy. I call them clever decoys, set by time And time to fool us all like a group of chickens fluttering wings for food. yes, darling! All heroines passed the road put an end, bold as brass, daring as a dagger but I,baby-like, stumble and stagger This isn't fair, and fair is not the point. Let the pain crumble each muscle and joint. But life! oh life plays her cards close to her chest! And knows how to make disorder manifest.
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Feb 21, 2018
Feb 21, 2018 at 5:16 PM UTC
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I? A Heroine? You care about the end? A nice story to encourage children for life! While I wade through a swamp of thoughts ugly, muddy, smelling of death trolls underneath. I do doubt if there is an end at all. I do doubt each temporary sense of joy. I call them clever decoys, set by time And time to fool us all like a group of chickens fluttering wings for food. yes, darling! All heroines passed the road put an end, bold as brass, daring as a dagger but I,baby-like, stumble and stagger This isn't fair, and fair is not the point. Let the pain crumble each muscle and joint. But life! oh life plays her cards close to her chest! And knows how to make disorder manifest.
TinaRSH
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Feb 21, 2018
Feb 21, 2018 at 5:16 PM UTC
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