Pallida mors
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MigrateA Poem by Pallida morsThis poem has a broken rhythm, so I don't consider it to have one. I don't even consider it a poem... I just had to write. If someone knows how to fix.. |
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Day DreamA Poem by Pallida mors |
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Generation of decayA Poem by Pallida morsI can't say it's finished, but I don't know how to finish it... normally I wouldn't post it. but then I kind of thought about it, that's the state of .. |
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WeightA Poem by Pallida morsNot in the mood |
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going backA Poem by Pallida mors |
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Corpse f*ckA Poem by Pallida mors |
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Second to manyA Poem by Pallida mors |
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Left BehindA Poem by Pallida morsBasically describes itself |
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SadistA Poem by Pallida morsWhen does a sadist become a rapist? Either way, *you* were the greatest. |
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Sometimes darling you break my heartA Poem by Pallida morsUgh... |
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