Phoen-ix
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CarnationsA Poem by Phoen-ix |
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Rooms Full of HeadachesA Poem by Phoen-ix |
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Stomaching the truthA Poem by Phoen-ix |
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We don't live here, anymore.A Poem by Phoen-ix |
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Does his love make your head spin?A Poem by Phoen-ix |
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Cell mate.A Poem by Phoen-ix |
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infatuationA Poem by Phoen-ix |
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