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Through the soft shades of Summer fused together
By the strange seasons of the City
The stationary is stained with all my failings
The bedlays new cold and empty as a casket
Your body left it's shape upon the sheets and
Little else
I shall dress my room in the colours of sadness...
1 | All Night Party |
2 | Nightship |
3 | Self Destruct |
4 | Pandoras Box |
5 | I Of The Storm |
6 | Tide |
7 | Poem For a Nuclear Romance |
8 | Abuse |
9 | Feel |
10 | Poets Turmoil Number 364 |