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The Bone Collector
Tonight is Halloween when the veil between our world and the Other Side wears thin. In our quiet, isolated town in Tennessee, it’s also the night the Bone Collector comes—a sinister presence creeping through the shadows with the promise of… Continue reading
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Lost To The Dark
The walls constrict, a suffocating cryWhispers claw from beyond the veilThe moon grins with a sinister gleam,Its craters pocked like festering scars,Rot spreading beneath the surfaceInfecting the core, reaching beyond the stars We are trespassers here, you and IStrangers to… Continue reading
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Live in the Present
Stay in the present, where life unfolds,Give your best in all, with a heart that holds.Speak not in anger, nor with jesting spite,Let kindness be your constant light Choose the next right thing, steady and true,Build up, never tear down,… Continue reading
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The Endless Hallway
The floor was so damn sticky. That was the first thing Gerald noticed as he traversed the hallway in the darkened office. He had started at the company not too long ago. It was a dead-end job, but he supposed… Continue reading
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My Sweet Forgotten
First, your breath falters, oxygen abandonedMetabolism shudders to a dreadful silenceEnzymes awaken in the stillness,Softly unraveling cell by cell, asLivor mortis blooms beneath your skin,A bruised flower of purple, spreading Rigor mortis clenches your limbs in finality,Tissues soften, surrendering to… Continue reading
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Full of Emptiness
Under the cover of darkness, the night is stillPulsating with possibilities All I hear is the emptiness, and all I see is theThe faint glow of the houses and cars Basked in the orange light of the street lampsIndeed, the… Continue reading
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Jesus Said YOLO
What if Jesus walked the earth andYou recognized only later onThat she was your sister? She had problems as a teenagerWith drugs, cutting, and self-harmBut she emerged in adulthoodGathering a following Three million Instagram followersAlmost ten million on YouTubeShe gives… Continue reading
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Whispers
This morning, the birds are singing outsideA sheet of gray clouds hangs over the skyLike a soft, warm canopy The work-week is beginning, but I am stillI hear the wind rustling through the treesIt whispers the names of God The… Continue reading
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Pop My Brain Out
Swept up in a wave of neonTall in the sky, chrome dreamsClimbing Jacob’s ladder to hellThe inversion is what surprisesPraying to a deity that has no nameOr no face – only a dark energyWrapped around my skullAbout to pop my… Continue reading
God Is In The Radio 