John Ryan
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PrologueA Chapter by John RyanThe sun hadn't yet risen when John Wheeler's alarm clock buzzed softly, stirring him from a deep sleep. He rolled over, groggy but accustomed to the e.. |
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Chapter 1A Chapter by John RyanPeople are always at their worst in airports. It’s a distilled version of humanity, squeezed into narrow gates and endless lines. I’m sitt.. |
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Last Dance before DawnA Book by John RyanBook 1 of Rythm of Ruin |
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PrologueA Chapter by John RyanThey say you die three times,First when the body dies,Second, when your body enters the grave, And third, when your name is spoken for the last time.T.. |
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Chapter 1, The AftermathA Chapter by John RyanIn the city's neon glow, secrets buried deep,Whispers of rebellion stir where shadows creep.Blissful smiles hide memories erased,In a world of control.. |
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In Those Distant DaysA Book by John RyanBook 1 of The Bliss Chronicles. |
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Clipped WingsA Poem by John RyanYou can have them backThe butterflies wingsyou've clippedon the night standnext to the razor blades andNeedlesThose Black cherry candles flickering th.. |
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The Boy at the WindowA Poem by John RyanThe Cracksin the ceiling are filled with dripping water.The shadow of a man is only as big as those around him.the little dead moth lays at the boy's.. |
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At the Bottom of it AllA Story by John RyanIn a Bar.Alone.Drinking cheap whiskey in some Godforsaken Condemned Bar in the backwoods of no where.Alone.In a Filthy suit with 5 o`clock shadow at 1.. |
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The ManA Poem by John RyanThis once lost poem is about a homeless man I met long ago when I went to New Orleans. I wrote it years ago, and tucked it away. Until now. Enjoy.. |
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