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May 11, 2010
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siren song
my heart breaksspilling over itself like snowthe feathers reignas I teethe my sadnessin pillowed talk take only what you mustI am vulgar and frail wade herein savage poolsof midnight oilwhere we wasted away
— theladyblue, May 11, 2010
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Moshhalo
16 years 1 month ago
It amazes me how deep you
theladyblue
16 years 1 month ago
inspiration is subjective...
Beauregard
16 years 1 month ago
Emarie!
theladyblue
16 years 1 month ago
My Dear Little Kelsey...
Beauregard
16 years 1 month ago
you're welcome :)
theladyblue
16 years 1 month ago
more than a handful...
weirdelf
16 years ago
I'm honoured to share these pages with you,
theladyblue
16 years ago
Jess
pleiades
16 years ago
line 5… i keep reading
theladyblue
16 years ago
Pleiades...
pleiades
16 years ago
ye gads! a pillow
Esker
16 years ago
where
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