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that's the way it goes
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her collar was thorny
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as he approached, she bared her teeth
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so many layers
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the cats don't like rue
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always gently
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good morning
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all her tomorrows
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renewal
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deep in the peaceful green, glorious, basking queen
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she sat darkly while it collected and pooled inside of her, sometimes leaking out
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like a dream, she and he
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winter joy
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what happened?
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feed me, seymour
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power
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exploding into the sky
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all her parts were made of hearts
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mommy why are you outside without me?
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goodest boy
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tired of wearing masks
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perhaps i'm doing it all wrong
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will i always be this way?
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...
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“Pink isn’t just a color… it’s an attitude, too.” -Miley Cyrus
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how much pink is too much pink?
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“I am a forest, and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my darkness, will find banks full of roses under my cypresses.” ― Friedrich Nietzsche
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holding you so close to me
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our greatest desires; our deepest suffering.
