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The Craven

With apologies to Edgar Allen Poe

Once upon a midnight beery, while I stressed out, drunk and weary,  In my one-room flat so dreary, a floor above a liquor store. As I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As if someone was gently rapping, rapping on my apartment door. “S...

The cold nights are now warm,I left my heart in the winter,burning in our last surrender,maybe we've always been tethered.When it's dawn and you can still see starshiding in the sky's vast tapestry,when your legs unlock from me, blood still racing beneath...