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His memory
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Prayers uttered from mouths of the dead
fill the night, as the stars fall from the sky.by SpydurPoet 21 lines, 5 comments, on Aug 18 10:12 PM 2007. In Dark, Death, Collaborations, Uhh..., noguest
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I see you through mirrors every single day.
You always torment me in painful ways.by Beyond Corruption 28 lines, 6 comments, on Aug 24 9:55 PM 2007. In collaboration -
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Caressing your soft skin with my fingertips;
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How do we let the world surround us,
& walk away unscathed...?
