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When true death is a crime and out of our reach
Our sanities bought by a dime, have continued to breach
by CrueltyofShadows
25 lines,
on Oct 15 11:03 PM. In angst, sad, pain, love, dark, thoughts, icarus, daedalus, death, water, fire, feather
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In the drawing hour, The bitter cold has come
You cannot run forever, You’ll find that you are lost
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