Dionysus Cain
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comfort in freedomA Poem by Dionysus Cainenjoy |
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Blurring my visionA Poem by Dionysus Cainher in her brillance |
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Sharpness of the imageA Poem by Dionysus Cainsomething that isnt really nothing |
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My truthA Poem by Dionysus CainMy reality |
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objects in my visionA Book by Dionysus Cainsome thoughts of mine, some new poems, chapters to this sci-fi/horror book i'm writing,, some of this and some of that |
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[untitled]A Chapter by Dionysus Cain |
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a parellel balanceA Poem by Dionysus CainAll great things must first wear terrifying and monstrous masks inorder to inscribe themselves on the hearts of humanity |
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BattlecryA by Dionysus Cain |
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[untitled]A by Dionysus Cain |
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Walking the Streets of HellA Poem by Dionysus Cainthe only control , i have, is over my pen! |
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