Those whimper wails - those windy moans
Nostalgic beasts it trails of sombre undertones...
I behest a star that caught my eye;
be true from afar, shine - shine brighter in the...
echoing distant sounds
if I screamed would she hear the uproar...
I'm the color red
its more than a sunrise...
i
I may never understand...
If I had a candle every-time I lit a fire, I would...
She struck me in flames and sigh, with the effects...
i
left up above...
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time is a calendar...
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odes broken bones as a heart...
I cannot find it.
I cannot reach it...
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fine dining is a draught idea...
As young children,
we most desired toys...