5 O'clock Write Alone
When you know when death is near, only, well sometimes, the faces you love, or perhaps the faces you've grown to love, are of crystal mind in your tho... read more
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Subcategories: Poetry & Prose
When you know when death is near, only, well sometimes, the faces you love, or perhaps the faces you've grown to love, are of crystal mind in your tho... read more
Fallowing the path that leads to Ms. Huntington's orphanage, where he frequented often. The warmness of the sun had not yet risen. Closer... read more
Adversary Readies for Assassination:They gather themselves what is necessary for the early morning. Reaching for their saddles, they fix them to the... read more
A blank sheet of paper between two worlds, abridged at the forefront: Chapter IThere is nowhere to stay, or be besides. The air is much too cold for... read more
Clarity amongst the few quickly spreads like fire in a mid summer's heat and temptress winds. He sets his chair aside and steps forward along the redw... read more
..."Besides its not that hot out here. You'll be able to make it." "You side its about two miles right?" "Yea, two miles. It wont be bad." "Right... read more
I hear you there. Its faint, and it is loose. The warm air covers over us, but as we are, we are together here. We are standing next to each other. B... read more
Driven (in) to the sea late in the night, the moon hovers over his shoulders like the wolf staring down the helpless deer. With measured might, ... read more
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