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Read MoreIt was a dream I had one night.It included paint and one single swipe.I was building a new room for myself. And I did not need any help.Around me were buckets of colorful paint.So colorful,so much paints. That you might gasp...
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Eyes of a hidden woman are now friends
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Read MoreThat voice which dances amongst the beating chambers of your heartstrings. The harp's tune, now tickled, notes reach their staff to descend upon their bass.
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Read MoreWith cold dead hands, a ghost I am to you alone now. With cold dead hands that are unseen, unfelt, and unanticipated. With cold dead hands, my visits are unknown to you making you shiver, and lips embalmed in ice. With cold dead hands, I will call...
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With cold dead hands you wrote an amazing poem! Great piece, my friend!
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Danke schon (no German keyboard haha)
With cold dead hands I feel that fire still within! Haha.
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Read MoreThis body! A living, breathing corpse! May my home become my tomb. Have I been entombed alive all this time? Buried with windows of sunlight, Looking out over the trimmed grass of my grave. Where the name on my mailbox is a...
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Very dark visual. I can see this. Nice
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Interesting. You feel the fire of life from cold, dead hands