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The Hill
Walked a mile to see a friend On the last day of his life Just to hear what he had to say Just to listen to his lies I study his eyes they tell me Something you should know They tell me about the...
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listen up
she’d been crying but that was nothing new nothing a few drinks couldn’t fix she adjusted herself on the park bench stretched her neck and crossed her legs eyes clearing and focusing on all the people...
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the other side
imagine marine-like monsters inhabiting the darkest of waters their bodies shaped simply their fins rudimentary yet powerful propelling themselves instantly jetting at reckless speeds and abruptly...
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november monsters hide behind october bushes their passive aggressive breathing giving rise to a once low lying morning fog there is passion beyond the hills if you can ever get past progressive...
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there’s a monster feeding on the airwaves sublimely consuming reflections lazily drifting its way they keep saying don’t go there keep your thoughts to yourself or the monster will consume them &...
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