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There is a tale, ancient and old
Of a princess with hair of gold
Who dared to dream at night
Of a man who would be her knight
Years went by and no..
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Four gangs: Northern Crypts, Devil's Order, G.D's (Grave Diggers) and F.C's (Foxy Crew) in the North Shore of Illinois. Drugs, prostitution, murder, t..
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It was getting dark; the sun having vanished from the horizon nearly an hour ago and I was walking down Crook Street at a rather fast pace. I turned r..
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The light flickered off, leaving the room in semi-darkness, the shadows on the bare walls stretched to their fullest. I sat on the bed, my knees propp..
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Ch.1 Bed ridden with Marc
Marc was seated on the porch, drinking some warm coffee from one of my mugs from home. He’d just taken a shower and..
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The space before the stage is filled to the brim with roaring crowds, mostly Japanese youths, screaming my name, waving their arms, holding hand-made ..
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Some days I wake up and feel like crying
I’ve been through so much, just keep trying
I’m tired of this life, I just want to escape
To r..
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Lately I’ve had dreams of faraway places
Of tropical islands and darkly tanned faces
I want to get away from it all, just spread my wings
To ..
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When I peer into your eyes I see
What your heart beholds of me
Your thoughts when you stare
At me, I can’t even draw air
Just having you be ..
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I gave you enough time to contemplate
To think about who you really needed
Have thoughts and dreams to accumulate
Prove that I’m the one, hav..
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