Sink or Swim

It's the count down to reality, The lone Wolf wrote this in own blood for atonement with eternity, This I write as the mortal I am, though to it I give immortality. Put out the fire so Johnny can only see the smoke, He should understand we're living in a hell of a jungle mock, …

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Shu

Today was to love, Today was not about the fright to love I had to write, I had to explain my fright of you to have I had to lie, I had to fly, but then I cracked I had the might, I had a thought of the cowardly flight My ego had to die, …

The Preservations of Olivia Cordi

Cordi was dead. The delightfully envied and equally revered Cordi lay in thirteen layers of barkcloth having been rolled there in 2 hours before by both friends and foes. Cordi was dead. Noon and fifty four, marked the last of her breaths as had been whispered among the modest crowd and a few mourners at …