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Jul 2011
As he lay,
his mind away,
stars colide

as she smiled
porcelin skin
unbroken sin

tear drops, whats this
tear drops
from the wolf

another silence broken
another stillness corrupt
note too self...
its cold in speke
Written by
sun moon resonance
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