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Slipping Sanity...They all pass by without care Empty Smiles and Lifeless Stares They are like dolls, so fragile and frail I want to break them into such small pieces And feel something that has long been Lost I’ve lost all worry about my actions’ costsSlipping Sanity...
Like the water that overflows a well I cannot truly belong in Heaven or Hell Caught In Between I’m slowly losing all Sanity As the sand slips until the end Waiting for the message the Angels send
I’m slowly losing it all Do not look at me as I fall You lifeless Dolls with no set purpose Ju
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Heavenly Damnation My story isn't long, nor is it overly complex, but it is a sad one. I cry with every retelling. You see, I am an angel, born of the Nephelim that grace the heavens. My father is the archangel Gabriel, who bespelled a mortal woman, Ionece. There is no such thing as half-angels or half-demons, as I have been told. If one parent has the blood of either, the child shall become this, by the will of God. It never seemed to be a problem, for I grew up on the Isle of Eden, with both parents, for she forsook the path of mortals to remain with my father. But then, our day was one of happiness, before the Fall.Heavenly Damnation
by ~Skalds
SecretIts the secret everyone else seems to know The kind that makes it hard to tell friend from foe They turn and stare Watch and glare You're hit so low, life hardly seems fair Its the lie everyones heard The kind that just seems absurd They lean close and spread the rumor They laugh, but you fail to see the humor Its the infamous word, the cancerous tumor Its the truth you fear Estranged words drawing ever near Turning your life into a living hell Who would ever tell The secret that only you knew The victim has become two Who would even dare YouSecret
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Tales of a GunslingerShe watched him take off into the sunset. A tear streaked down her cheek, spurred by the feeling in her heart she would never see him again.Tales of a Gunslinger
Tara Langdon, owner of the Hartigan Saloon on the backwater planet of Dodge, knew Dalton Van had other places to be. Gunslinger, mercenary, jack of all trades, his kind were not known for settling down. He took his comfort with her for as long as he could stand to be still, but he had to move on.
She sighed and turned to leave the balcony and go back into her room. Her red hair glistened in the fading sunlight as she changed into her c
by ~Skalds
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