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In this b*****d of a sunset, where you set loose
to find a road away from his guilty noose.
The sun caught you in a seeming act of betrayal,
..
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“Hello, little miss.”
The man had an Irish accent, one
that would have otherwise started to seduce Inna under different circumst..
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“Do you hear the
choirs yet?”
Joseph said this coldly, since the
world was coming to an end. The presidents and prime ministers and ..
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The fist hit
him in his neck.
It was a terrible blow, one that
sent him careening into the wall of lockers behind him. Jared Grey had throw..
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The silence of his night walk seemed to lure him in some mystical way, as if the night were a lady and were pursuing him, beckoning him in with the cu..
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“What am I worth to you, Mitzi?”
Emmet said with the worst tone in his voice, that of pain, misery, hate and
anger mixed into a vocalize..
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“Damn land won’t move things fast
enough…”
Daniel said to himself. He sat alone
on the train platform, letting his ..
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Find my past and the guns that went with
it,
only if your passage is ever permitted.
If not, then you’ll find notes scattered
that wil..
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You're
the shoreline when I drown,
where I swim to in
the ocean's cold.
The rain clouds to
my burning house,
the one to run in to
drag me out.
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The
night time starts to retract again,
the
sunlight chases away what we had.
It
falls away like a flower that’s dead,
and
the ligh..
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