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Jun 2013
you dislocate a broken image of your frame
of a unrepentant distant life.

as sure as you are still alive

So off with the heads,
you despise a dream of lies.


i want to gaze into night skies
I only gave it a test,
make sure that love is safe.
you haven't slept in quiet awhile
and in the dark side
there are consequences set
in the dead of the night.
wandabitch
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wandabitch  Promethea
(Promethea)   
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