
His Funeral…
“His funeral was last night. He said his goodbyes, though there weren’t many words said. It was his demeanor that was
“His funeral was last night. He said his goodbyes, though there weren’t many words said. It was his demeanor that was
Yes, it’s a real eye that you can attain. A sight that allows you to see anything at any given moment
This is my voice talking now so stop giving so much thought into what you want to write, because this isn’t
The return to reality is strange. Sleep has become a dead space for your non-existence. Every day you wake is a
In that chamber you go to isolate out all other senses, you felt something. It appeared to you first with the
If you don’t stop and look around every once in a while, you’ll end up missing what this life was all
A good heart is the leading cause of inner conflict. It’s the parental voice inside you that drags you back to
Your life is a gift, though it is an unusual one. Unlike other gifts, this one can and will be taken
“There can be no doubt, because doubt causes chaos and ones own demise.” You say that you want to be king,
You can feel it can’t you. The voice of your death echoes in your mind. It bounces from wall to wall,
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