

Death Becomes HerShe wore her beauty like a shroud and sat upon her throne as if entombed. Her face, it launched a thousand ships, and killed a thousand men.Death Becomes Her


The End of the DreamForgive me these last few tears that burn as they fall. Salt, sharp and sudden on my lips, your farewell kiss.The End of the Dream
oedipa id 3

The Dead Man's WifeTell me the tale of the dead man's wife, she whom, buried by tears, each dawn would awake in a bed too big for her alone.The Dead Man's Wife
Tell me the tale of the dead man's wife, she whom, surrounded by grief, each noon would depart to a cemetery by the sea.
Tell me the tale of the dead man's wife, she whom, shrouded in fear,
each night would descend onto cold sheets still damp from last night's distress.
Tell me the tale of the dead man's wife, she whom, burdened by time, lives each day like the last. More dead than her love.
O_O
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hool i bushogulgeliskedooo hubo hidu i du hu bort bort bort! YOOO FEIL! It's bork bork bork. Gu beck tu zee hell vhere-a yuoo ceme-a frum
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She thought that his vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.
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hool i bushogulgeliskedooo hubo hidu i du hu bort bort bort! YOOO FEIL! It's bork bork bork. Gu beck tu zee hell vhere-a yuoo ceme-a frum
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She thought that his vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.
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sell yr ego 4 food
& yr soul 4 ca$h
...and don't forget
2 steal 'em both back....
Although, all this staring may make me paranoid.
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She thought that his vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.
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sell yr ego 4 food
& yr soul 4 ca$h
...and don't forget
2 steal 'em both back....
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She thought that his vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.
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sell yr ego 4 food
& yr soul 4 ca$h
...and don't forget
2 steal 'em both back....
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