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Quote Left “And so I am quiet, day after day, Because at night, my brain shatters- deep against the duvet.” Quote Right
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Quote Left “But my brain is so hollow, and Death is like a swallow, fluttering around its little nest that is me. Through my brain, through my reality.” Quote Right
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Quote Left “Of fear and pain and haunting Death- do cometh now and seeks his rest. I play my part and sign my role= away to Death and his old tricks. And watch the hours slowly tick.” Quote Right
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Quote Left “Fuck, it’s another poem about Death.” Quote Right
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Quote Left “The devil creeps ever more close, and he stabs me so he knows- how close I am to death indeed. And no matter how my poems plead- he likes to sit and watch me bleed.” Quote Right
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Quote Left “The clock strikes three and the spirits that be come to dwindle in the light.” Quote Right
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Quote Left Because no one cries when a fairy slowly dies. Quote Right
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