| Dark Poetry #4 |
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since 2003-03-25
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Things we, can change, things we can't. Love in a look, a fleeting move, a feeling of... Complete mystery, beyond knowing, and doing. What is lost, is mourned, and just moved on. I am wrapped, in my skull, my fingers, in her hair. Click |
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click1 Member
since 2003-03-25
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I liked it... Click |
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