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held within and tragic strain dosed and left for comfort more , the tears of desperate, fragile, rain left weeping corpses in the morgue. distraught by what the muse kept, but further more for one to keep, within the death grips weeping, wept the hands of time of timeless sleep
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Aug 7, 2014
Aug 7, 2014 at 4:53 AM UTC
11:27 Aug 3rd
held within and tragic strain dosed and left for comfort more , the tears of desperate, fragile, rain left weeping corpses in the morgue. distraught by what the muse kept, but further more for one to keep, within the death grips weeping, wept the hands of time of timeless sleep
my muse.end
mysouldefined
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Aug 7, 2014
Aug 7, 2014 at 4:53 AM UTC
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