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my hair holds the irresistible scent of smoke, mingled with desire after the night that now is passing...
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- help
- fallen
- i am wicked
- goethe
- dont forget the things youve done...
- the edge im sliding over slowly
- genesis
- the rodents:
- cold
- frenzied...
- theres a boy
- doctorjones doctorjones
- desolate
- empty
- he said:
- the present future
- waiting for now
- we were
- how can i complain?
- cusp
- darker than midnights shadow
- dark blue dark blue
- necropolis
- one last candle to keep out the night
- cya cya wouldnt wanna be ya
- it took hours and hours.
- eet
- i did not write this
- please please please
- the kings thirtysecond son
- and it never grew...
- the night i first met you
- my sweetest downfall...
- purge
- glittery fairytales
- WHERE THE FUCK DO PLIERS RUN OFF TO??
- trophy scars
- i may as well...
- the red
- killer kisser
- lets get up early and see how long we last...
- hardi hey hardi har
- pretty pretty poison
- im...
- No title
- the heel and toe...
- little sister...
- i think im dying...
- i want
- a listless winters day
- x says y says
- let me
- i ramble and i roll
- one day
- the day
- shine
- No title
- i need:
- i was born a flightless birdall alone in a lonely ...
- the perfect day
- i trick your treat
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