January 2015
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Retision
“Am I alive? Is it safe?” Moments before the homemade explosives went off at the base of the Hudson Memorial Building and collapsed the building
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All I Needed
Time! Your gonna get some. A bullet through your head, if you want one. Fright. I said I need it. A minute turns to hour,
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Otherside
Something happened today. If I see it I can’t help it. If I lean there is no standing up. Everything was the same, but how
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Worlds of Wars
Home. Where I belong. Games of chess we are, in the world. When the lights, go out. Who will hold your hand. As the darkness
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The Loss
Tried to cure the world, but I was no good at romancing. I took down the tapes, to the ocean floor. Maybe that is true,
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Fire Inside
All I know how. Sleep, till lights go out. Taking a trip to the northern sea. All the known means nothing now. Growing up like