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'Twas the way she said, ...be sure to call me, don't forget... then turned off her phone, 3 days net I cast her a line will she bite or let free? readily lost from mind the bait was me! Oh mused from her loving her plaything, her joy. I spat out love poemz Less haste did annoy Lifted kindred spirit, no more wobe-gone for me was but a lie from a Strom too blinded to sea "You and I are going to have a great love affair." Should have been warning Foundeld on note in sunlight morning I asked the project wood It for-told me, "Why Bother?" Alone in my room, to ration or despair Ignore nature's warning, 'tis up to me, I declare. Sealed my fate... I'm strong, been here before, I'm ready for this...this...this time winning! FOOL Her's unslaved, mine unscathed night, was just the begining! Oh the joys, Such sweetness up to the edge, but not quite ***** As promised her lore THE everything abash Irie romming back, gonna get IT, this time? Maybe mohr The musing doest stop, genuine dost frey, Lovings subside Betrayl dost pay "It will melt your mind" Were the last words I herd all in due time her torture, my absurd Communicate?   Communicate she says? Why were not those words so heards Whence whining and pining decays? Hypocrispy so blatant it must be ignored, and the melt of the mind gets restored For it was up to me All along on this journey The most painful part Is I always did see This dance with the devil The game of fairie, My loves lorn lost To the leanhaun shee
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Dec 30, 2014
Dec 30, 2014 at 12:00 AM UTC
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my pall, my muse, my death, Leanhaun Shee
'Twas the way she said, ...be sure to call me, don't forget... then turned off her phone, 3 days net I cast her a line will she bite or let free? readily lost from mind the bait was me! Oh mused from her loving her plaything, her joy. I spat out love poemz Less haste did annoy Lifted kindred spirit, no more wobe-gone for me was but a lie from a Strom too blinded to sea "You and I are going to have a great love affair." Should have been warning Foundeld on note in sunlight morning I asked the project wood It for-told me, "Why Bother?" Alone in my room, to ration or despair Ignore nature's warning, 'tis up to me, I declare. Sealed my fate... I'm strong, been here before, I'm ready for this...this...this time winning! FOOL Her's unslaved, mine unscathed night, was just the begining! Oh the joys, Such sweetness up to the edge, but not quite ***** As promised her lore THE everything abash Irie romming back, gonna get IT, this time? Maybe mohr The musing doest stop, genuine dost frey, Lovings subside Betrayl dost pay "It will melt your mind" Were the last words I herd all in due time her torture, my absurd Communicate?   Communicate she says? Why were not those words so heards Whence whining and pining decays? Hypocrispy so blatant it must be ignored, and the melt of the mind gets restored For it was up to me All along on this journey The most painful part Is I always did see This dance with the devil The game of fairie, My loves lorn lost To the leanhaun shee
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