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kiss this love*
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tragedy this is my sswan song
I soon I will be gone
there is nothing here
I need to hold on
the sslipping tides fell short of the wreckage
you have not sseen my love
I bid you adieu and with this final kiss*
I drown with my glorious crown
made of dried crystal tears
and cubic zirconia love
there is no escaping this end
its written in ink
you dont live in my sstatusphere anymore.
That's a beautiful poem
That's a beautiful poem Ssweetie! But you sure as hell better not be going anywhere! Pardon my language!!
<3
its beautiful.. hope always
its beautiful..
hope always finds its way around so hang on :)
Nay to swan songs! You must
Nay to swan songs! You must stick around... At least here in poetry land. (Liked the write though. <3)
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Holy Swan Song, Batman!
Just stepping outside for a while to feel the cool breeze is all, right. To go, perchance to fade, is not your option. Not yet. Like the poet said, stay in poet-land. We pluck and eat swans here :) - Lady A~~
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