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her beauty broke my bones, shattered my thoughts, tore apart my soul
be silent my bird, you tear me apart
take my castle down
When you want me and how you want me
February 14, 2009
a shade of her own features
what happens now
I am, however, in trouble.
beauty of the human delusion
a model of consciousness
Sometimes in the quiet spaces between the sheets we forget who we each used to be
Pearl of Great Price
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me
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