The Broodings Of A Bound Escapist
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Friday, 17 October 2014
Fables Of A Forlorn Forever #5
The dust of my breath,
The bones of my body, and
The blood in my veins
All just yearn for the same thing;
To feel the rhythm of
Your innocent laughter one last time.
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