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xapper_5150 19-May-12, 04:20
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my soul burning,
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some dull ember
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xapper_5150 19-May-12, 06:53
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xapper_5150 19-May-12, 07:01
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aflame with sorrow
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shiver-writhing, crack-squirming, quake-shaking.
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Squimen thought painfully
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of cravings squandered,
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impregnation by Tvepnizis
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yet the cot
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was never used
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xapper_5150 21-May-12, 07:55
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xapper_5150 21-May-12, 07:55
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,except this once
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, for sleep's sanctuary.
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The caskets landed
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... with a crash.
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They were indestructible
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, like children's love.
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xapper_5150 21-May-12, 22:57
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A hard pill
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but a reality.
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... is a suppository...
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Mass evacuation started
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... amidst falling debris ...
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I saw her
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skin roadkill gleefully
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. Albaerians were saved
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small portions of
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each demon's heart.
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... embedded, tattooed, scarred ...
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and served on
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... a golden platter ...
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