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graveyard of buried souls

Poetry

through feathered pens inked with blood and a scarred soul of overflowing abysmal ideologies; there sits an obscured entity, scribbling metaphors and ironies in a crumpled paper of her chaos, seeking for something out of all nothings. and here she u...

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dedications

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                                for the little soul whoʼs in need of my chaos
                            
                              
                              
                                
                                  
                                  
                                
                              
                             
                            

                            

                              
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for the little soul whoʼs in need of my chaos.
for you. 
let me have the gratification of whispering my written silence.
letʼs escape.

from an insignificance,
pluto
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