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NEW DARK ART: she sank lowly into the dead waves of the lake, her eyes figments of the rising moon.
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NEW DARK ART: He was once beautiful, like a god in a mirror...
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NEW DARK ART: The moon slides its bitter harvest across the night, as she waits for the boy with the fickle heart.
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NEW DARK ART: Memories are like stilettoes in the head. Punctures wounds for ghosts.
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