Natasha
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Frame by FrameA Poem by Natashachildhood flashbacks |
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IdentitiesA Poem by Natashachange is mere visualization, but balance is your headstone |
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The Last Love Poem For NowA Poem by Natashaseen through the eyes of an elderly soul-my grandma my grandpa's soul will forever live on- rest in peace.... |
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Memoirs from a BathtubA Poem by NatashaTwisted-dissection continues to frighten |
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Manic PsychosisA Poem by Natasha |
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I Wish I Could Have Smelled The Rain.A Poem by Natashastruggle |
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The SpartanA Poem by Natasha |
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