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I mitt eget RovarnasteCome, my dear. Come, cry for me. Weep your heart dry as I sit here. Papers white and graphite faded, rough and ragged from my mind. Tearing pages from my mindbook, never happy, ceaseless wasting. Open wounds along the edges. Blunted pencils, sweet serrations. Rooms are quiet, full of people, comfy chairs amongst the corner. Rest my head on itchy fabrics. Radiators cold and hostile. I mitt eget rövarnäste ska Herr Olof stĺ ĺ lyssna like no man had ever listened. Here I sit and watch the sky. Planes inI mitt eget Rovarnaste
by ~PaulDanielSmith
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- Current Residence: London
- Favourite movie: One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest
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You look alot like someone who goes to a forum i visit ^^
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Can´t believe u did this anyway!
So now comes the important: WELCOME TO DEVART!
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