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the ode to myself, not in arrogance, but in shame, grief, regret, and hate.
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I am a conductor, and pain shoots through me.
I am a contractor, and darkness consumes me.
I am a conspirator, to everyone i know.
I amempty, for h..
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a poem that has intertwined with it my complex world of reality, illusion, and emptiness.
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an odd, kinda wierd thing which could either sound like vampirish, rape-ish, murderish, or prey hunting ish. i dont have a particular, i let you deci..
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a short poem of how a lone wolf lives his life, sort of. read and enjoy.
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Love.
For those who've experienced that, have been in bliss and joy.
For those who've lost it, have pain and anguish.
For years of searching,
For..
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Stinging underbrush slicing at my feet as I run. Run I must run faster. Through the snow covered forest, in the beginning of winter, I wonder to myse..
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just something i wanna type up
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The story of a man who wakes up with no memory at all, and becomes the target of the law as he tries to escape a string of organized attacks which som..
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"Team one, this is Sigma leader. Snipers are in position and ready to fire". "Sigma leader, team one is in position on the roof. We ..
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