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A new kind of Goth. <33
Waiting over blighted apparition
Like babies sleeping... Constant rehabilitation As the medicine starts seeping... Imagination creeping... Wandering specters dimming As love cast it's reaping... While the gallantry stays pompous For now I lay down and weep As the baby starts peeping... Letting go of my distorts That my brain is keeping... |
:D I like it.
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Its good except when you really read it over, Its many thoughts put together and really has no theme/point. |
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