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A Mechanical HeartA Poem by Kiara AuddinoBanged up and bruised my old heart no more. Now new one stands where one stood before. |
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Metal Fantasy (EROTICA)A Poem by Ashira MacyAddicted to your greasy death metal façade Strutting through with your mosh pit squad, All painted black with head-banger hair Shad.. |
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Judas Priest Concert ReviewA Story by DanielScanlonNovember 23 2014 11:25am Judas Priest redeems itself at Tacoma Dome “Redeemer of Souls” Tour Chugs On| Concert Review by D.. |
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A Mouth Made Of Metal.A Poem by Kennedy TaylorYour mouth is made of metal,Your kisses taste like gold.Your lies they strike like bullets,But I enjoy the holes.Your mouth is made of metal,Your trut.. |
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SarkophagusA Story by Ross McNiffeA short story I wrote for my friends album. It is in short chapters, each of which was made into a different song from which the lyrics have been comp.. |
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'a caelo usque ad centrum' (from the heavens to th..A Chapter by Ross McNiffeFirst chapter |
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Four.A Chapter by Wendy Grace4Leo obviously would be no help, he was still passed out on the bed. I got up instantly. I was extremely relieved to see that I still was wearing what.. |
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The GatekeepersA Book by Wendy GraceLucy Combs has never been one to attract too much attention to herself, but that all changes when she is attacked while attending a concert. |
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PrefaceA Chapter by Wendy GracePreface Lucy"Ms. Combs, I realize the school year is coming to an end, but that does not give you an excuse to not pay attention." Mr. Peters said, sn.. |
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OneA Chapter by Wendy Grace1“Please list your top five skills in the box below. Alson include academic achievements and activities.” I read to myself in a whisper, f.. |
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TwoA Chapter by Wendy Grace2"Another round over here!" Owen shouted towards the bartender. The bartender nodded and grabbed two more beers. Owen and Jay were drunk off their ass.. |
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Three.A Chapter by Wendy Grace3When we got back to Leo's house we all took time to reflect on the night. We relived all of Jay's strikeouts and tried to remember how many shots we'.. |
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Me and My MetalA Poem by ClurHankO, metal I have stained Forgive me, I have pained. You help me through regrets, But each day, more have set. In you I find relief. A breath, howe.. |
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