Nous Parlons En Lagues

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Reads 12
Votes 4
Parts 4
Time <5 mins

We speak in tongues, blacker than the sun; No death can touch, the crooked young.
    
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    Yes my little creatures, another poetry series. For you people who followed my last account, you'll obviously know I had one before but discontinued it. This one is different, though. This is matured, it holds slightly more life experience. This my friends is a new chapter of my life and you get a glimpse of what goes on in my brain when I'm alone and genuinely thinking instead of just binge eating or screaming song lyrics, this is Mememotionless. Raw, true, & painful.All Rights Reserved

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We speak in tongues, blacker than the sun; No death can touch, the crooked young.
    
    ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••
    Yes my little creatures, another poetry series. For you people who followed my last account, you'll obviously know I had one before but discontinued it. This one is different, though. This is matured, it holds slightly more life experience. This my friends is a new chapter of my life and you get a glimpse of what goes on in my brain when I'm alone and genuinely thinking instead of just binge eating or screaming song lyrics, this is Mememotionless. Raw, true, & painful.

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