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Anymore Nobody knows
But they tell strangers That they do
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raggéd souls and Myth But they "know not what they do"
We don't talk much
Anymore Nobody knows But they tell strangers
That they do
They tell strangers Ever doting They tell strangers That they do… Leather winged doves That scream songs ……They tell strangers Like angelic torn choirs With scorched feathers ……That they do…
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- Current Residence: England...God left it on Spain for time
- Interests: Poetry, drawing, Tae Kwon-do
- Favourite movie: Interview with the vampire- dark and sensual
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- Favourite genre of music: like too many different ones to specify
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