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i burn as the book burns, my book.

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I undress my mind and dare you to follow, paint a portrait of my mystery.

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“Hush little baby don’t say a word, momma got you a mocking bird,” i sang to my sweet child as i walk from her bed.

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“It’s not a lost cause,” the detective comforts the grieving parents

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inviting all these strangers to hook up at a starbucks meetup is such a great idea.

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We werent train for this, none of us were.

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the orphans and runaways scream as they are each push into a vat of molten metal.

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Born with the ability to see all the darkness within all sentient being alive, he can’t fathom why.

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we are effectively stuck, thousand feet below the surface of the ocean, held in place by forces unknown.

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soon, like moths to a flame, people are attracted to the strange house at the end of the street with a giant bare tree.

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Title	Upvotes	Mark as read	Favorited	Rating	Add to a list
i burn as the book burns, my book.	1
I undress my mind and dare you to follow, paint a portrait of my mystery.	1
“Hush little baby don’t say a word, momma got you a mocking bird,” i sang to my sweet child as i walk from her bed.	1
“It’s not a lost cause,” the detective comforts the grieving parents	1
inviting all these strangers to hook up at a starbucks meetup is such a great idea.	1
We werent train for this, none of us were.	1
the orphans and runaways scream as they are each push into a vat of molten metal.	1
Born with the ability to see all the darkness within all sentient being alive, he can’t fathom why.	1
we are effectively stuck, thousand feet below the surface of the ocean, held in place by forces unknown.	1
soon, like moths to a flame, people are attracted to the strange house at the end of the street with a giant bare tree.	1