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I hear angels singing, Things are not the same. You would say, “Why do they never smile”? So what are the games Never played? Games..

Your life goes on in your self pleasing lies. Is it your deception from conspiracy? You know, I will never compromise, Nor am I surprised. Dri..

By shocking the truth Out of the compressed, Generic arts dress you in colors, For the scum, Drummers, never misfitting. Let me take you high..

The material is a dreadful mass of haunting’s. What do I become now Where all lines connect, to new, but old beginnings? The rando..

They are gypsies, they dance in the forest to this day if the city will permit them. How I came to befriend them is a mystery only sorcerers can te..

Very little has changed here. We are a simple people consisting of shepherds and fishermen. As a youth, I never envied my peers who sailed away to ..

“Something has always bugged me about this place,” said Police Chief Wendell to his assistant as they looked out over the fog-infest..

My name is Christopher Alvarez the IV. The date is the eighth month on the thirtieth day of the year 1545. This is the third expedition of our gro..

I come to you, in your dreams,And I touch you softly, with my wings.I take you walking, upon green lawns,And I give you the music, angels sing. ..