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how to be a heartless poet.
a collection of pen-made madness slew from the sinews of a devoutly empty soul.
maximum maxim.
All fiction is purely frustration, at an inability to enact
unreal wants in an unforgivingly real world --
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yet-more emily-effluence.
lyres and liars.
aesthetics so pathetic.
dappled cowslip dullards.
"life is just something that happens while you're ...
Lost
maddened majesty.
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barely-bothered butchery.
a doubting doublet.
A Wronged Request.
less than truthlessness.
maximum maxim.
bliss as boredom.
what isn't love?
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billy bones
an at-times jovial chap, irked-to-the-hilt by his own daily disasters.
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