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I do not belong.Among these hopeless madmen,I alone am sane,Sourounded by madness.Amonge these hopeless madmen,Screams are carried though the night.So..
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How is it you lie so peaceful,Laying in the lilies as if you belong?So quiet, so somber,The weeping of the widowed motherAll the sound that shall be h..
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Where is the title for this finished piece?It refuses to come to my mind.It would most likely help if ISomehow knew what these lines meant.Yet I am lo..
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This place is dark andEmpty, deep withinMy own twisted mind.Here, every joke isA wound in my heart,No matter how loved.Every look is aDark, unrelentin..
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No passion so effectually robs the mind of all its powers of acting and reasoning as fear. ~ EDMUND BURKE, On the Sublime and Beautiful
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What can I do when, for you, love comes so easy?
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INT. MILLIE’S HOUSE - PARLOR - DAY
We see a late nineteenth-century parlor. Two young girls are sitting at a table across from each other, MILL..
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A dream found and shattered in one single night.
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The human race enslaved. Earth's surface is uninhabitable. Hope is a distant dream. Of the thirteen billion humans living below the surface, is there ..
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Never a friend
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