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recumbent in the drearydampdungy streets with dimlylit lights that quiver in the omniscient presence ofofof. collapsed in the soddensoiled dirt alleys gleaming paleplacidpallid skin wet with warmstickyoozing crimon moist in the frostynightlight sky. how windlesswaveless peaceful is death that lurks round veers in loving solitude ever so alluringly lingeringlingeringlinger. so glitzyglamourous sparklesand suns shine twinkle in the blankblack eyes are the window to the soul only waiting to be uncovered. bleed and plummet to my bread my body dynamite will then explode windpattering shields and so thesoul weeps.
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The vagaries of a soft soul meandering through a black and white silent life, iriguous eyes resplendently reflecting the inside. It's a wonder to this being that being is like this.
[Anonymous]
h, what is carte blanche.

remember when ms hayes was a bitch about your writing just cuz it was too awesome for her? now that doesnt matter. yayyyyy

LoveLaurel
UPDATE BITCH!

lovelaurel
oh my jaw droping words you have typed out there
happy new year

dont let this one go to waste like the last one.
upfuckingdate
I LOWE YOU
your a beautful writer
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