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when the wind weeps the sky falls, we no longer call the wind to our names. i see you in my dreams, that's not poetic, its the solitude i writhe in vile torment.
For your monster eyes
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when the wind weeps the sky falls, we no longer call the wind to our names. i see you in my dreams, that's not poetic, its the solitude i writhe in vile torment.
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