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Azerothi-Iconomania: Holiday Arts. Poem By Inkskinned.
Don't Let The Bastards Grind You Down.
Inkskinned: There Are Dark Antler Secrets We Hid Under Our Bed In The Hopes That Our Wild Wouldnât Be Noticed. Full Moons Came And Went While We Chained Ourselves To The Radiator, Hoping The Handcuffs Would Hold Back Our Violence. There Are So Many
Inkskinned:i Think About You A Lot And I Think About You Not Thinking About Me A Lot And I Think About How I Donât Want To Think About You But I Think About It A Lot And I Donât Know I Think Too Much I Think Too Much And You Exist Somewhere That All
Inkskinned: I Have Learned To Keep The Break Quiet, So That Instead Of Shifting Continents, I Am Sighs And Smiling. I Have Learned To Shove The Bad Things Into Riverless Spaces. I Do Not Flood In Public. I Kiss You And You Cannot Hear The Million Spider
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Good Morning Lovelies. Have A Magical Monday. I Believe In Most Of You! Lol
Pintordepalabras: Speak-Softly-My-Love: Studying Never Ending TĂș âĄ
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