Days of Skype

Do you remember the Days of Skype? When I was happy to be alive? When our APM set us up again To stay up every night? Do you remember the screams of rage? From the silly games we played? When 4 AM wasn't all that late, 'cause the Cole Train had no brakes? Do you ...

[Dominic’s Mastiff] Chapter Three

Chapter Three We sat in silence, watching as the sun slowly began to peek over the horizon. There was a frosty chill lingering from the night, but the caress of the early morning rays began to warm our skin. The inaugural hunt was about to commence. Our first target was a man named Otar Bengal. ...

That Boy is a Pane of Glass

That boy is a pane of glass, He is seen right through with ease. That boy is a blade of grass, Unable to stand among the trees. That boy is an old floor mat, Unseen as you step in the door. That boy is a plank of wood, An identical piece of the floor. That ...

A Fistful of Pride 

With cold wind in my hair and with frostbitten toes, I find I'm deposed when I dare to despair. In repair, one finds solace by difficult means; TV, Computer and iPod screens. In a flock full of people who do nothing but wailing, I find now that sailing needs more courage than pride, Besides, there ...

Mesmerized

Mesmerized, It's like prom again and I Don't want to let this feeling die. Am I insane? 'cause I retain that I Think 'you and I' is right. Passing time; With every word I find You are my kind of perfect. Electrified, This tingle in my spine, With you nearby, I'm addicted but you're worth ...

Dark Side of the Room

As the Earth revolves about, Soaring in an orbit, Of the bright and shining sun Half of it stays cold, A side marked with the dark, Where the rays of warmth are blocked. The sun is worried not Of violence under the horizon, from crime and cold and such. Only those who face the sun, ...

[Dominic’s Mastiff] Chapter Two

We had left for the land of Alaxi the next day. The significance of our mission proved itself by the journey there. Tales of my might had apparently spread far, as the route to Nakovan took us through the borders another country. We had been journeying for a week, and the man steering the cart ...

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