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Forseeth thick words Vacivity, bag of slurs Sorrow now repleted Friends seem conceited Slowly the dark panels white Suspense from the absence of you dies Ever since i was garnished in trice Into royal blue skies Oft, you hide in your little dome Its blatant, you're pretty foul You are a pendulum, overblown Oft, aware of your blandishments Broken locks, I've seen bones bend Its your frost white heart, it's the clothes you are in
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May 3, 2016
May 3, 2016 at 10:02 PM UTC
Royal blue
Forseeth thick words Vacivity, bag of slurs Sorrow now repleted Friends seem conceited Slowly the dark panels white Suspense from the absence of you dies Ever since i was garnished in trice Into royal blue skies Oft, you hide in your little dome Its blatant, you're pretty foul You are a pendulum, overblown Oft, aware of your blandishments Broken locks, I've seen bones bend Its your frost white heart, it's the clothes you are in
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May 3, 2016
May 3, 2016 at 10:02 PM UTC
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