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It is hard not to fall into the all too familiar depths of darkness and
pain . The cold dark-room of my heart welcomes me with nothing to accompany
me but ...
XIX:
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Des yeux qui font baisser les miens Un rire qui se perd sur sa bouche Voilà
le portrait sans retouches De l’homme auquel j’appartiens La Vie En Rose,
Edith...
Updates!
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*crawls out of coconut shell* Helloooo. Yes, I have clearly abandoned this
fella for 4 whole months. A lot has happened in the past 4 months (one of
it bei...
The Gauntlet
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I like to express myself in a way that is both corny and sentimental, like
something you'd read in a terrible romance novel. It's because it gives me
a ref...
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