Putrid Petal
The mind's eye will peer places darkest Curiosity finds its fetish in the gloom Yet Lo this caustic dread It drips with dementia at the silhouette That is your fettered glare.
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CuldeSac
What are words without understanding and what is understanding without sense?
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