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prison of loss
Your memory
Is a bruising scratch upon the pages of my poetry
Our story
A narration of days without glory
This heart is a trivial liar
A song sang by the choir of desire
Quitens my mind to enquire
Of the...
Is a bruising scratch upon the pages of my poetry
Our story
A narration of days without glory
This heart is a trivial liar
A song sang by the choir of desire
Quitens my mind to enquire
Of the...
