The Note
The note is held, there, in the centre of the still room. It seems even breathing stopped. As though that one note holds all living pulses within its own bounds.
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- 2653 reads
About Daddy (2)
...after I'd moved to Atlanta and 'broken free'...
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- 1304 reads
Knowlege is power
My friends looked at me, as though to say, “ you do it. We don’t know how to deal with her.
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Press
Wanting ways to measure the broken pulses of her junkyard mind is as fitful as walking on needles Where sleep ends her terror will begin for she is a scored land that trips and swallows
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- 1408 reads
---WASTELAND----
,,,when the sky´s the limit and it´s time to jump can you trust yourself cause it´s no holds barred in this desert of dreams
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GLASS AND PLASTIC
,,,YOU JUST GLASS AND PLASTIC BUT TO ME YOU LOOK FANTASTIC,,,
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DRINKIN WINE
I had a job one time 10 dollar an hour 10 hours a day, it make a man sour wid things to do I had people to meet But workin in that shithole burned my brain with heat
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LIFE IS A MERRY-GO-ROUND
,,,SO THE MICE RISE UP AND THE CATS, THEY DROWN,,,
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He Laughed In The Wind
...fatherless, Godless, and nearly friendless, the youth...
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Fear
All that feds, Festering inside Becoming your weakness. Carving its own way into the soul, Rotting the wood That makes your house. Creations of the mind.
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- 544 reads