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Feb 2013
The burn of the nectar
on her bitten lips.
the girl in heaven, she thought
tied to the floor.
this is it. she thought.
this


this is what she wants.

but this is what and
what is this?
A passing fad or

pathetic destiny.

Life once had a plan. Once.
Once upon a time.
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Curious Tales
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   katherine
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