



Poetry Notebook
byPersefonne Moon•~4min
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I tried in every way to deny this soul that was in me, but they were all denied; so I assume to the four winds: I am a tormented soul, who finds no solace in anything but verses. Poetry compilation.
Synopsis
I tried in every way to deny this soul that was in me, but they were all denied; so I assume to the four winds: I am a tormented soul, who finds no solace in anything but verses.
Poetry compilation.
14+In Progress~4min
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View profileSempre que me mostro minha língua bifurcadaUm lado feito de medo, o outro de paixãoVocê, mortal, sussura devagar:Perd&at...
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