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Myself My BrotherA Book by Zackman220Todesfall is ruler and that is all. Welcome to him or destruction will follow. A tale of love and destruction. A tale of future and past. |
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LossA Poem by Damion RavenbourneIn Days such as These It's hard to find peace With so little to blame Apart from myself For actions that aim To hinder my heart And these pockets of.. |
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BlindA Poem by Damion RavenbourneAnd with your subtle indecision you rake my heart in two, Because I really want to stay But the fog across your words truly haunts me in the day Yes,.. |
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Winter of FootprintsA Story by Damion RavenbourneI might as well do it. He thought. There's nothing left for me here. In a winter as cold as this surely death cannot be colder. I already feel life w.. |
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JackA Poem by Damion RavenbourneFog fell fast and crawled to the Crypt, air of bleak dusk Rooted far down, sunk, bitter, with a biting musk Lone stood He, strange, lank, and spooky,.. |
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The Broken BridgeA Poem by Damion RavenbourneBefore me rests the old stone, cracked and weathered An arc that once was complete, beneath of which black water rushes And back of me to face a fores.. |
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ShatterA Poem by Damion RavenbourneMy Bones Feel likeAncient, Brittle WoodOne more word and I might Splinter.This ink sets wet and all I see is TeardropsGlimmeringLike the SeaMy Bones F.. |
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Far From YouA Poem by Damion RavenbourneFar From YouThese days are hard it's trueWhen I'm so far from youAnd I won't keep my curtains closedBecause I've one eye on the windowWaiting for youT.. |
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The Fall WindA Poem by Damion RavenbourneAs The Fall Wind followsA Chimney puffsThe Scent of Cedar |
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River LilyA Poem by Damion RavenbourneRiver LilyBlossom in the BreezeDrift DownstreamRipples like WavesThe Water's Humble QueenHer Purple Petals Host a SheenA Quiet Boast |
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Mogwai, First EncounterA Poem by Damion RavenbourneThere's a thump under bedThe floorboards started creakingAnd the walls seem to shudder andflex in, to me, as if somethingin the ceilingdropped it's th.. |
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Mogwai, Second EncounterA Story by Damion RavenbourneBehind a window painted black by the fallen sun, a shadow creeps. It sneaks along the wall, dancing in a macabre manner. Pointed claws whisper and sh.. |
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Cupid, Dear ValentineA Poem by Damion RavenbourneLay me lost, here upon cold groundAnd tingle, do ache within myselfDrink, dear dirt, to the cripple that loungeI offer my all, a trade to withdraw his.. |
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