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Hickory dickory dock, it’s the dooms day clock, The clock struck three, there’s nowhere to flee..... Hickory dickory dock, it’s the dooms day clock, The clock struck three, there...
Realisation then struck her, That the world is a sleazy place No one would be your support Not unles... Realisation then struck her, That the world is a sleazy place No one would be yo...
Today I'll remain busy making video calls with Today I'll remain busy making video calls with
The snowy Rosogulla beckoned me, whispering… “Hey! Just take a bite!!!” The snowy Rosogulla beckoned me, whispering… “Hey! Just take a bite!!!”
That night was magical, I found a writer in me, I found a poet and a storyteller. That night, I remo... That night was magical, I found a writer in me, I found a poet and a storyteller...
This is for anyone who feels like they can't be like the "rest". You know who you are and you know t... This is for anyone who feels like they can't be like the "rest". You know who yo...
The road is standing not ending The road is standing not ending
He had tried, so long, but all in vain; He had tried, so long, but all in vain;
Why bother with clocks if they Don’t measure the most important things, Like dust, I let gath... Why bother with clocks if they Don’t measure the most important things, L...
She wore a different robe each time rarely tidy, sometimes crumpled but mostly messy. She wore a different robe each time rarely tidy, sometimes crumpled but mostly m...
And the trees of mango, cashews and pepper… And the trees of mango, cashews and pepper…
You hold me close with the little something words of deception of your love... You hold me close with the little something words of deception of your love...
The poem is a cliche of questions to describe and propose his love . The poem is a cliche of questions to describe and propose his love .
Dark secrets fester in the inside pocket of memory. Dark secrets fester in the inside pocket of memory.
This is the rain, when they won the war This is the rain, when they won the war
Set me free, untie knots and chains Set me free, untie knots and chains
If my period stains are so dirty, And the hair between my legs disgust you, If my period stains are so dirty, And the hair between my legs disgust you,
I love the colour of the maple, oak forest I love the colour of the maple, oak forest
Oh Why O Death Oh Why? Oh Why O Death Oh Why?
Engrossed Into looks and absolutely nothing more... Engrossed Into looks and absolutely nothing more...
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