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What Dreams May ComeA spoon traces reality's wake, leaving behind ripples of that material you hold of so dear. Lazily bejewelled spectres drift after, all consuming behind veiled greed. Lavishly they take their fill of your ill dreams.What Dreams May Come
Never Ending, Ever Spiralling stairs send you to the places where hope begins. Ghostly dancers reside on pedestals of jade, serenading in place amidst fluted rose pillars. Beneath cigarette filters their feet beat out a precise rhythm.
Disapproval splatters like rain. Soaking discarded the prom dresses of desolate angels, resplendent in th
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quak you....
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Hannah: *confused* But, Jesus doesn't have a penis!
Donnie: I would fight a rabid hyena for your vagina!
Sarai (me): There comes a moment when you know you are going to fall, but at the same moment you know you have to fall to survive it.
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quak you....
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Hannah: *confused* But, Jesus doesn't have a penis!
Donnie: I would fight a rabid hyena for your vagina!
Sarai (me): There comes a moment when you know you are going to fall, but at the same moment you know you have to fall to survive it.
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Hannah: *confused* But, Jesus doesn't have a penis!
Donnie: I would fight a rabid hyena for your vagina!
Sarai (me): There comes a moment when you know you are going to fall, but at the same moment you know you have to fall to survive it.
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Visit my Tolteschloss dragons ~fyffelynn
All children are born artists, the problem is staying one...
I say loverly poems, and seeing as everyone likes your icon so do I
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Visit my Tolteschloss dragons ~fyffelynn
All children are born artists, the problem is staying one...
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