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sitting in a grungy diner having a bit of gossip with a friend the bells on the door jingle a dark stranger walks through the door wearing all black and a trimmed goatee and carefully styled hair he looks right at me I barely… Continue Reading “Time To Remember”
I’m scared It’s dark I don’t feel safe He left but he’ll be back When? I don’t know In what condition? Even worse I don’t know I’m scared Will he be high? Strung out? Dead drunk? Will he be alone? Will his asshole friend… Continue Reading “Meth Can Kiss My Ass”
Violence Darkness Hard tug to the right Voices Whisper Head down on the ground Committed Controlled Say just what to say Power Ruthless All came with a price Favor Discord Push out all in mind Muttering Mumbling Trace shapes in the sand Obedience Subservience… Continue Reading “Possessed”
Dreams made reality aren’t always for the best. When he was a young man, he had two desires. The first was to marry his childhood sweetheart and the second was to make it big with his band. The day the record company signed them… Continue Reading “Unresponsive (Portraits pt. 2)”
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