I walk with my parents on a cold stormy night,
The hale is so thick that it becomes such a...
I miss you,
but I don't...
Dear mom;
I think I am falling...
Formed into their lines,
Led by lords and dandies...
A response to trepidation
an extended invitation...
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beautiful killer...
Dandelions
 ...
A strange piece, this piece,
Cold indeed, the winter\'s feeling...
The swing
the run...
He sat alone in his dark room
And dressed himself pink-- ready to roam...
Dey Think Dey Know
Ha ha im back again people listen up...
To all you hatas out there.
Just to let y'all know we...