| the_woman_that_burns_like_paper | ||
| Strideo |
Perhaps she was a Mazone spy, Perhaps she was your lover, But Harlock showed up and fried her on the spot! ... |
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| jane | like a cigarette, like smoke dancing up in the air, the fan is blowing hard, she might as well be a blur, be a smear of colors, spinning, spiders hanging from the ceiling. | 070817 |
| ... | ||
| Ouroboros | her ashes fall like rain | 070925 |
| ... | ||
| In_Bloom |
Wrapped in printed out words of Love of inspiration of comfort of disbelief... trying to feel warm again |
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