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Edgar Allan Poe

    ziggy73har citeretfor 2 år siden
    have I not told you that what you mistake for madness is but over acuteness of the senses?
    melhar citeretfor 7 måneder siden
    she lived with no other thought

    Than to love and be loved by me.
    Koi Robichauxhar citeretfor 4 måneder siden
    my hand with his teeth. The fury of a demon instantly possessed me. I knew myself no longer. My original soul seemed, at once, to take its flight from my body; and a more than fiendish malevolence, gin-nurtured, thrilled every fibre of my frame. I took from my waistcoat pocket a pen-knife, opened it, grasped the poor beast by the throat, and deliberately cut one of its eyes from the socket! I blush, I burn, I shudder, while I pen the damnable atrocity.

    Ah, this had frightened me a bit, I feel so sorry for pluto Mostly all black cats remind me of my own that passed in march. 4 months prior to his birthday, his name was Yin I never had a Yang sadly and I wish I had because cats with silky pure white fur are beautiful.

    Itzel Garcíahar citeretfor 2 år siden
    But we loved with a love that was more than love—
    I and my ANNABEL LEE—
    With a love that the wingéd seraphs of Heaven
    Coveted her and me.
    Itzel Garcíahar citeretfor 2 år siden
    But our love it was stronger by far than the love
    Of those who were older than we
    Itzel Garcíahar citeretfor 2 år siden
    And neither the angels in Heaven above
    Nor the demons down under the sea
    Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
    Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE
    lonesomeghosthar citeretfor 2 år siden
    In this kingdom by the sea,
    But we loved with a love that was more than love
    lonesomeghosthar citeretfor 2 år siden
    But our love it was stronger by far than the love
    Of those who were older than we—
    Of many far wiser than we—
    And neither the angels in Heaven above
    Nor the demons down under the sea
    Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
    Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE:—
    lonesomeghosthar citeretfor 2 år siden
    Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride
    In her sepulchre there by the sea—
    In her tomb by the side of the sea.
    Aisha Eliashar citeretsidste år
    But we loved with a love that was more than love
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