Our heroic motherPamela, the mother of all the weeping children Lost in the desolate land of malicity A star guides me to the forest Where I find youOur heroic mother
My crave for a loving mother Resurrects you, gives you power To commit your work that never can be finished You'll never have rest
I'm amazed what love can do The most powerful and deadly poison in the world
Can you hear the wild man from the woods calling Can you feel the decadence putrifying the night And making stars lose their shimmer Go on, we count on you,
Our heroic mother
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nobody loves me
it's true
not like you do
You seem to be into Nordic folklore- I feel honored by that too, as I'm Finnish
BTW what made you choose that poem? Do you like Friday the 13th series, or for other reasons?
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If you don't like my personality, I have four more of them.
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My father died, and then I cried
But I failed to see-
I'm not alone, to sit on the throne.
He lives inside of me.
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Kuolevan auringon alla kaikki on kaunista
Can't wait to see you after... umm 12h?
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Kuolevan auringon alla kaikki on kaunista
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Kuolevan auringon alla kaikki on kaunista
Welcome to dA!
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Kuolevan auringon alla kaikki on kaunista
welcome to DA.
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melike
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