What They Stole

Have you seen my red heart? Have you felt its great pain? Have you tasted its loss? Have you seen its red mane? Though I love you dearly, I fear you have not, Truly seen what beast beats, Within this chest full of loss.

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The Mind of a Writer is a Fevered Place

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What They Stole

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Inspiration Frustration

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Sorrow of Night

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Masochist Mine

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There was a Time

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Who Are You?

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I Love you, I Love You, Good-bye

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The Nature of Self

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My Red Heart

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