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We're handing out fried food, picking up change you're acting like this's the New York Stock Exchange
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I cringe thinking of crows picking my bones throw stones, run off, get caught up with the clones
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Far from sober,
I type this up,
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The words float on my breath-
they leave my lips,
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it's not my fingers that caress you
but the supple fingers of doubt
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Everything in that moment was perfection. Even though the scenery before my eyes was that of a concrete jungle, complete with run-down buil
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Just his mere presence caught me in a whirlwind of emotion. I wanted to be...us to be. This inevitable lot of emotions resided within me; f
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Everything you ever told me
turned out to be a lie.
I need to forget.
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what has become of thou? / that you disappear on a whim. / frighten the night. / chase away the moon. / shivers down the spine. / what has become of you? / crying away at the sunset. / staring into the water.
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don't you just love... / when a bad day turns good? / when it rains, / hell, be prepared for hailstones. / when you're down, / the universe
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I had been exited, if only for a moment. Never have so many emotions coursed through my body at once, and my stomach is taking a toll, considering how knotted it's been. Yesterday felt like the opportunity of a life time. A c
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A shiver coursed through Damien's body, causing the hairs on his arms to raise. His breath rose before his eyes, which burned with fatigue. He fell to his knees, cutting the palms of his hands. He cried out in pain, but not f
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Damien sat in a chair placed in the middle of a dark basement. He found himself watching the water drip from a pipe above his head. He leaned back into the wooden structure of the chair that he had pulled out of a dusty corne
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Damien and Josiah were in the atrium at an early hour of the morning once again. Damien had just ingested his orange energy concoction and was walking toward the pool of water in the middle of the room. Josiah walked over to
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Damien sat in a clear, white room with a mirror at the far end and a door behind him. He stood face to face with an android, identical to t
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Yeshua sat at his usual park bench, musing about Damien, a symptom of being around him ever since he was chosen to complete Josiah's missio
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A young man with chestnut hair crouched on the floor, his eyes darting around the room. He heard a crash behind him and leapt up, flipp
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Disclaimer: Do not read if you get queasy upon reading graphic violence. Thank you. / Damien walked into a bustling clinic. The waiting roo
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Damien sat upon his bed, musing about the direction his life was taking. He twirled an unlit cigarette in his hand, letting out an expansiv
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Yeshua sighed. "Love is an allusion," he said rather coldly. "Don't lose site of your purpose, Damien," he said firmly, with a emotionless
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At that moment the sky opened up and rain began to pour from the deep, black sky. Fat droplets hit their faces and made a gentle plodding s
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Damien sat in a large corporate office, in a grand, leather chair. He tapped his long, delicate fingers on the desk before him while leanin
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Damien pulled another cigarette from the carton he had stashed in his front pocket. He struck a match and lit the cigarette, the flaming em
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An unkempt man sat on a bed, stroking a glock with a chilling grin on his face. The TV was droning on in the background, talking of a pries
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She felt his warm hand slowly wrap around her neck and out escaped a purr of contentment. "you like that, do you?" he murmured in her ear.
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