Cherry

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Night out

Loaded Words

The words are delivered like a ligature to the brain Driving me insane Causing vocals to asphyxiate So I regurgitate what I believe as truth Manufactured without no proof
Cherry

Whore

With the cool night air caressing her forehead, she reassures herself that she is still here.
Cherry

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Paddy

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Chapter 5 Someone at the door.

THE DRUG MONSTER

People love to tell you how unnatural the monster is In their robot cities, in air-conditioned coffeehouses at the bottom of God-like skyscrapers, wearing clothes made by Chinese slaves

RAYUKEN

Rayuken sat on the fig tree and listened. Behind him were the golden sounds of sunset: The chirruping of crickets and cicadas from the jungle, the long calls of the mackaws as they

Under the Sun

Time passes as my heart grows cold Understanding fades with the follicles on my head Words flow yet no meaning is found always searching for more I fail to see its all pointless....

CHAPTER TEN: BUTTERFLIES.

When I walked in my dad was on the sofa, drinking what looked like a big glass of tea.

The Countdown

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