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The light pierces the darkness so beautifullyas I enter the halls of white stone,overwhelmed by the smell of mead and roasted meatas I am greeted by a..
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Inside my heart is a home for you,a place for you and me.What I do, where I go matters not,for inside my heart we will always be.
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I never meant to break you down.I'm always lost, but never found.I had to be the strongest one,but felt so weak when I was done.*Even when you held me..
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Drink a juice, yeah,and tell some jokes.Throw in the cardsand sing with butchered notes.Sit by the fire for a whilewhen we let it go.This is our life...
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Hello again, old friend.I think it no coincidencethat I stumbled across your pathafter all these years have passedwithout a word between us.I heard yo..
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I know that the time has been longsince lastwe spoke,and life hasled us our separate ways.That's the cliche' of this worldin which we live.I used to t..
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This is why I became a writer.
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His sword was sharperthan the mightiest of blades,but his wits were sharper still.He cut down any manwho stood in his way,driven by the power of will...
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Blood is pouring,demons are laughing,angels are crying their tears.Violence erupting,society crumbles.This world is but hatred and fears.Children are ..
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It's a strange thing,the paths that we've taken.Like best friendsthat parted separate ways.Is it childish,the way I feel for you?Is it childishto thin..
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