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A piece of a whole. It is a small part of a great backdrop I'm working on, but since I write in bits and pieces, this is all I really have so far.
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A bit lengthy. To a special someone, who shares the month of October.
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"I will make your corpse dance/And then I will make it rip itself apart!"
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Rush through the glades,Little one, to feel the warmth of summer days(Far-off and far-flung)Dripping with nostalgia and gaietyAnd watch the sky fade t..
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A door is both a beginning and an end; it symbolizes the future, ever forward, the journey onwards. And it symbolizes that ended journey that we're le..
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If we spend our lives in fear, what have we gained but fear of fear?
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I think we've all felt lost or adrift at one point.
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A dab of color here and thereMaybe yellow, maybe blueUpon a secret project I've embarked, dearI'm going to paint a kingdom for youAnd you aloneA swirl..
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You sit there on the couch, head hung lowIn defeatAcross the hall, the door slams shutAnother night of fightingI am torn in the middleBetween two foun..
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A stab at a Lovecraftian/Lovecraftian Horror. Originally slated to be a short story, it morphed into a poem!
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