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Excerpt: " He was gone! His restraints broke, the window pulled all the way open."
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Excerpt: I cupped my mouth and fell backward, It was there, half buried in the cold, shallow waters of the creek, it was there that I espied the docto..
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Excerpt: A rancid smell was filling the air, half the face of McLauren was gone, and the faux scar tissue was quickly hardening over his mechanical fa..
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A futuristic, post-apcolaptic Frankenstein story
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A poem my Aunt wrote in 1966.
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Excerpt: Demons run into his soul, His wrists are scarred over. No one’s there to see him.."
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Don’t keep talkin’ like you know,
I can’t hear you now,
act like you know me.
You think you can tell me,
but I'm:
Comin&rsquo..
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Instead of publishing each song individually I am collectively putting Louis's songs together.
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Excerpt: "I’m just a shroud torn in the rain holding onto the branches, and soaked right through.I’m just a child inside a man."
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Excerpt: "Yet the paint wouldn’t touch, and the hermit cried,for he said he had seen shifting of the eyes."
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