funeralmoon
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Returning.A Poem by funeralmoon |
Bitter Truth.A Poem by funeralmoonyou would make them choke on truth becuase the lies you fed were sweeter. |
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Dying world.A Poem by funeralmoon |
Fire Kiss.A Poem by funeralmoon |
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Make a Deal.A Poem by funeralmoon |
Silence's Death.A Poem by funeralmoonheart break can kill you. |
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Run. From. Me.A Poem by funeralmoon |
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Done with you.A Poem by funeralmoon |
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The Ways.A Poem by funeralmoon |
DelusionsA Poem by funeralmoon"Religion is thus not based on fact nor on truth, but self-delusion" |
