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- Niar at allpoetry
Niar / Icy bullets flash down from leaden eyes, stark slash of anger and sweet guttural roars of lust. - Good Day at allpoetry
Good Day / Through all the shit / Through all the bad times / Through all the separation and despair / We were only a phone call away / # / An accent that would melt a stone heart /
