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Darken this verse, with sour intentions. I can’t crave this, your imperfection. And like ticks, you’ll feed relentless, not ever absolute. Such weak examples, disgraceful role models. Decrepit, this soul can find it. The only truth. I will die.
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May 9, 2013
May 9, 2013 at 6:46 PM UTC
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Darken this verse, with sour intentions. I can’t crave this, your imperfection. And like ticks, you’ll feed relentless, not ever absolute. Such weak examples, disgraceful role models. Decrepit, this soul can find it. The only truth. I will die.
3 words 13 lines, poetry competition submission from DUP Published on 21st Feb 2012 11:10pm
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May 9, 2013
May 9, 2013 at 6:46 PM UTC
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