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The Bitter Tears Of Bobby Blueby Mish
The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?
-Edgar Allan Poe
When does a per...
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Velvet Words at Sunset | Poetryby ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅
sad poems for me to reflect on, sometimes sprinkled with hope
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Broken Cassetteby Reverie
I can't remember what it felt to be.
I never knew what it was meant to be.
I just knew I was supposed to be there.
I guess I'll never know.
What was it, again?
What was...
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The Vent Pagesby GREYSONISBACK
These are pages where I vent. Feel free to read. if you don't. doesn't really bother me.