October 2018
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The End Of The Lie
When I walk outside, feel the breeze, my heart is beating. It’s a cold day, I can feel it, within my soul. I cant wait,
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I Made You
Can you hear it again? It’s ringing. Get screwed into place. I’m barely breathing. Hate you? I made you. Can you ask me again? Hate
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The Man
I’m the man that dies, at the end of the movie. That proves all men, go big or go broke. In the dawn of our
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The Doppelgänger
Harold, a seemingly successful business executive, was heading home from a fairly long day of working. Harold was a single father in which had a
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Right Here Where I Lay
There is a decision, I have made, to edulge in fear and bathe in pain. I’m misunderstood, why is this so bad? Its my choice
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The Thought
There is a fear in me, that haunts everyday. Placed by love, that won’t go away. She gets in my mind and plants a seed.