Monday, October 10, 2011
Drink Of Crimson Comments
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My knife rests at my side,
Parched and dry,
Ready for the drink I shall bestow,
I'm all knowing, I know it knows,
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Naida Nepascua Supnet
10 October 2011
what? did you just cut yourself? huh goodness if this is true, it is horrifying if it is just a poem about it, you got me there
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8/5/2025 6:46:16 AM # 1.0.0
:) You got my attention! But it's figuratively the back-stabbing knife of a person we love. And to give in is like becoming a slave, and making that person a ruler... I think... You're good. I've got goosebumps...