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The Placebo EffectFeeding us lies[x 2] Like a pill shoved down my throat They force the lies A placebo effectThe Placebo Effect
Our minds will be trained Our spirit is gone Civilization crumbles As we reverse evolution
They expect me to believe They want me to follow I do nothing of the kind And desecrate their laws
Feeding us lies[x 2] Like a pill shoved down my throat They force the lies A placebo effect
Do not trust them Do not believe Because they are spitting in your face And you succumb to their will
I have fought many
by ~Wrought-Iron-Gates
From Dusk Until DawnPremeditated, sinful, and bleak From dusk till dawn He preys on the weak The fires of hell Leap up and lick at His feetFrom Dusk Until Dawn
The tyrant we fear Stalks in the shadows His hatred a tool His hand delivers We lay at his wake And sleep at his touch
His plan To rid the world of life To awaken the beast To destroy existence as we know To bring about the blackness
Premeditated, sinful, and bleak From dusk till dawn He preys on the weak The fires of hell Leap up and lick at His feet
What have we done? &nb
by ~Wrought-Iron-Gates
A Bad JokeMy heart feels as if it is going to tear itself out of my chest. The only sound I hear is my feet hitting the pavement. When I look back, the hooded figure is still behind me. It doesn’t seem to be running, but floating with absolutely no effort. The shadow from the hood casts a perfect shadow that covers its face. Soon I begin to wonder how long I have been running. How did I land in this predicament? Why am I running for my life? Most of all, why hasn’t the hooded figure captured me if it is obviously faster than me? As if to aA Bad Joke
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The Withered ManTime and time again I glimpse A shadowy little man Who stares upon himself in misery Never drawing his eyes from his handThe Withered Man
This man ages in the blink of an eye And always He sits as a corpse And he cries and cries and cries
Wherever this man lay his face Wrinkled with ageless stress All life about him corrugates Eternity roles by in appalling distress
Wilted and decayed in his expression Forever the dead monument Of repression….
This rotted old man with the ash in his hands Struggles to try and comprehend Why he rema
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Will you swim up the stream and live or will you follow the crowd down the stream and die with the rest?
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Will you swim up the stream and live or will you follow the crowd down the stream and die with the rest?
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Don't take away my Devils, because you'll take away my Angels too.
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Will you swim up the stream and live or will you follow the crowd down the stream and die with the rest?
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All the king's HORSES and all the king's men? No wonder they couldn't put Humpty together again. Just what did they expect the horses to do, anyway?
nuthing much
im working on two new
short stories so ive
been a little busy lately
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Will you swim up the stream and live or will you follow the crowd down the stream and die with the rest?
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All the king's HORSES and all the king's men? No wonder they couldn't put Humpty together again. Just what did they expect the horses to do, anyway?
and i dont want to give away the plots just yet
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Will you swim up the stream and live or will you follow the crowd down the stream and die with the rest?
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