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The first of my Beast poems.
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Golden waves, golden waves, sadistic master of golden waves. Sitting atop your perch so high, Watching all who pass wither and die. Making you the rul..
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Soft and fuzzy is the meat, Tasty on my tongue. Little peppers give it heat, And I take a bite with love. The cheese is perfectly melted, The lettuce ..
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Little by little, day by day,Though you may not realize it,But your life is passing away.What you hoped for may not be what time allows,So, while you ..
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Every time I think of you,I get lost in my imagination.Every time I think I hear your voice,My heart has an acceleration.Every time I see what looks l..
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A short story, inspired by my favorite show, The Twilight Zone (original series).
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A flash story
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A flash story about a widow's reflection.
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A flash story
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"Love. Joy. Peace.These three words are what we use to describe the New World Center." said the voice from the podium. A tall dark-haired man with eye..
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