

unfinished poemAnd so came the time for glass and fog When the clock on the wall chimed fo no reason. Glass and fog to feed our hearts, to feed our souls while we continue to wait. Dull is the light of the lamp post, you can smell the coal in the air. Our dreams are green our concious yellow, something has shattered and broken under our feet.unfinished poem
A picture by the mirror, is it soot or is it dust from the father we forgot to call The light drips in sticky little pools mixing with the shadows hiding under the window. We never cry anymore, we are happy.
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lillimori
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~Alchemic-Artists Joiiiin Usssss
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be the kind of person your dog thinks you are.
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Op woorden kan ik vliegen,
Waar dan ook naartoe,
Realiteit even bedriegen,
Is het liefste dat ik doe
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Pim! Olet hypnotisoitu! D:
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Pim! Olet hypnotisoitu! D:
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Pim! Olet hypnotisoitu! D:
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i\'m number DCCLXXXVII in the Organization
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