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GimmeBang! He burst through the door. The bell just jingled. He stepped up to the counter and slapped down his five. He said, “Gimme an ice cream.” So the clerk handed it over.Gimme
Bang! He burst through the door. The bell just jingled. He stepped up to the counter and slapped down his five. He said, “Gimme some smokes.” So the clerk handed them over.
Bang! Click! She waltzed through the door. The bell just jingled. She two stepped to the counter and tangoed around it. She said, “Gimme a reason why it’s ten o’clock, the door is locked, and you’re not home from work.”
by ~Caiptain-Morgans-Son
The DarknessThe world at night is a wholly different place. The sun is gone, there is no light. People flee to their doors to escape the night. The darkness cannot be stopped.The Darkness
Darkness is a vampire, slowly moving across the world. When the sun goes down he walks and strikes who he wishes. He robs, murders, rapes and pillages the world of light. The darkness cannot be stopped.
But then the darkness retreats. The sun comes back, and the people put back their stolen time. But as the day passes, the darkness grows again, and the darkness cannot be stopped.
As the tweet, tweet of the sparrow fades, and the grumble
by ~Caiptain-Morgans-Son
MoshTwisting and turning, can’t stop, can’t quit. You push, you pull, can’t quit. Running at, pushing away, can’t quit.Mosh
Twisting and turning, can’t stop can’t quit. No elbows, no fists, don’t hit, can’t quit. Have honor, push them down, help them up, can’t quit.
Twisting and turning, can’t stop, can’t quit. Searing pain, can’t see, can’t quit.
Can’t walk, don’t stand, can’t quit.
Twisting and turning, can’t stop, can’t quit. Pretty light, can’t blink, can’t quit. Don’t stop moving through the mosh pit.
by ~Caiptain-Morgans-Son
Continuation in another CafeHmm, another soul. How interesting, he does wrong, and knows it’s wrong, and yet he has a conscience. And he does quite a bit of good as well. How? Because he is a man with tremendous capacity for both good and evil. He can Love and Hate. He is whole.Continuation in another Cafe
Yes, but he’s different. He perceives things differently. It’s like he’s been dead before, or like he has seen into our realms and is trying to change it or something.
Exactly right. He’s a psychic, or at least a little like one. He’s almost wholly different. He focuses on your realm though. The realm of lost souls.
Lost souls? You mean t
by ~Caiptain-Morgans-Son
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They lied.They lied to meThey lied.
Didn't you know? Said it was ok You'd move on But I'm still here And the clock still reads one AM. Flashing red Set the time Press reset. I can't go I'm still here In that place That time That year Shadows cross Along the floor People walk
Through that door In the corner I’ll sit with you Because they lied When they said Time would still move With out you.
by ~YourPerfection
Heartbreaker of Whore StreetI play by my rules And bite into flesh Of raunchy games And erotic mesh.Heartbreaker of Whore Street
I sense the beginning And start the end. I crave and killed him But he’s slowly on the mend.
My green eyes wander To hearts entwined And feel my anger That leaves me blind.
I wreck, I steal, I beg, I break For what I desire I cannot make.
I flee the scene Of my heart’s content. Now I wait in pain; I'm backwards bent.
He trusts me not, For I am no more Than what he loathes: The “unfaithf
by ~ipslay7
with a smileso i have awaken to find my self in a dream again with you. I smell sweet life and just a subtle yellow light creeps through the blinds. But yet the dream continues, not yet fading, no end in sight. a soft wistle from outside, a delicate breeze, an inquisative bird, and us. So i slowly open my eyes, i reach for my dream and find it manifest. Some one please inform Descartes that he was right. Its beenwith a smile
only a couple hours but i find myself addicted. Afraid to leave behind your sweet smell. Slowly i lose and dream i must.&nb
by ~TheAx
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thank you soooo much for the favourite on the "whore street" one, no doubt it's utter crap that came from an angry rant about an ex boyfriend, but thank you for the support.... i love you.
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come back to galveston already.
im terribly bored.
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