Pól
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N'er could beA Poem by PólPissed when I wrote this, so apologies if its no good. |
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Slit my throat, pleaseA Poem by Pól |
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Call me old fashionedA Poem by PólJust a piece of nonsense |
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The secret readerA Poem by Pól |
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A whispered silenceA Poem by Pól |
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Wailing skysA Poem by Pól |
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