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Just thinking to myself,"Why do I push the ones I love away?"Maybe I'm scared of losing someone,maybe I just don't want to be loved.Why do I subject m..
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Frigid as ice, smoke filtering through the air, dark room covered in paper and clothing, the young man is on his last cigarette.Wondering what he is g..
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This is a submission for the 3-D Horror Challenge. Hope you guys enjoy.
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This is the opening to a short story I'm working on at the moment. Hopefully can get the other parts finished up and posted soon. Enjoy
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I take pride in who I am, who I used to be, I'm riding the lightning.
Proliferated dreams of celluloid gods and mannequins, maybe the storm is upo..
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"Its gotta be perfect," he kept thinking to himself. This odd little man, elbow deep in a mixture of oil paints and black ink, has a project, but not..
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No one knows, no one follows, wrapped up in a torrent of vodka and Red Bull.Listening to the songs for the deaf, tripping out on acaffeine attack from..
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Mesmerized, captivated, what the hell is wrong with me?
Possibly a puppet, prodded by a sword and fear.
Psychosis, anticipated dreams o..
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s**t went down, and got some writing out of me. enjoy.
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A day in my life as a bank teller. Really A.D.D. most of the time.
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