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“And I will make thy seed as the dust of the earth: so that if a man can number the dust of the earth, then shall thy seed also be numbered.&rdq..
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The blackening sky began to blot out the remaining sunlight of the dying sun as it plunged the planet into another restless night, full of fear and de..
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Beep! Beep! Beep!The alarm clock on the bed stand insisted, announced the beginning of a new day. Jake pounded his fist down on the device, silencing ..
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Lately I've been feeling a little invisible to people, so I wrote this. For poetic style, every line has something that relates to the word ghost, som..
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Once again, I find my heart ripped out by another fine girl I poured myself into. Here is the resulting word vomit with a little rhyme to make you hap..
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To a special friend of mine.
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The night is darkest just before the dawn...
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After about 3 years of being single even just the slightest taste of companionship and the resulting heartache was more hell than I was ready for...
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Life is like an ocean, still at times rough at others. There are waves that cascade through it, some small others large. Their anatomy is always the s..
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Sometimes, though the world is full of people, you can't help but feel all alone in it.
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