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I will never leave this room alive. That much is certain. Within my penthouse Lightlock has taken it's hold, and now I will never again see the world..
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Lightlock. A drug. An absence of light, yet an entire spectrum. A lifestyle, mine included. A set of electromagnetic wavelengths never before seen in..
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The Autobiographical story of Icarus L. Light, the lord of the Lightlock drug dens, and how he came to be that way.
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It's my first official Slam-type poem, so go easy.
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This one is dedicated to all the Dramaaticans out there. Much love guys.
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When silence abounds and no one else is around,and there is nothing left to say,Listen close my dear and don't say a word,The Silent Symphony comes to..
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These people were once friends, they say.Are supposed to be loyal at the end of the day.But now, when my sun is gone,They scatter like roaches under t..
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If I was to say life was worthless,would anyone care?Without your love, there to tangled in your hair.There to make you laugh and cry and smile,and to..
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I've heard this story before,a girl who thinks shes a downright bore,playing all the saddest cards,her head among the moon and stars.Well she isnt i s..
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Why seventeen, I ask.A random number that comes too fast,whenever an answer is neededand heeded to,A number that comes only to meis the double digit n..
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