Blossoms – Poetry Video

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Flowers they play, A funny cruel game, At the world and all around, For none knows, But any better. The fabulous life of a doll, Cringing until the last breath, Pressing pretty dresses, Drawing cold breaths, Till frozen, But unto time eternal. The face of evil, In a brilliant white light, Glowing bright blue, Like... Continue Reading →...

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Navaneeth AK

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