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The only thing to fear...Is me.
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The Dead Don't Speak

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Our Story Part 6

Our Story Part 6 Author Fayt Hart Editor Pupus Kun This is the Eighth Installment to the Story Series Magma tossed and turned in the fields of realm seven. They danced down stream lines and river ways. Blood boiled, burned and blackened as the lava come near to each splatter. Small eruptions burst from the grounds at random places. But not near the one area with the woman drenched in blood. She stood there covered in her victim's blood.  Around her was more blood. Blood was tainting the ground as it was painted there during the fight. She stood there with her eyes closed and her face pointed to the sky, as if she were bathing in the sun's

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Never Beyond

Never Beyond We're alone now So close but so distant we belong somehow. It wont break down but I feel this screen in between us now. There's no way around... I feel the need to, water this seed to grow into, something worth sharing with you. But I cant get to you. And only you. Our souls touch, our hands never go beyond the screen, But there's no rush, we just believe in this dream then There's no need to be so alone. That much I know... That's what I know. I feel lonely. She's in front of me, but are you really? If you are, cant you tell how I'm feeling? I'm dying to know if you'll be with me, be with me. I cant go thr

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In Loving Memory: Short Version Part 1

A tiny beam of light illuminated a small part of the dark room. Sudden noise of plastic on plastic blinds banged together as they shot open. Sun light shined through the window clearing the room from the darkness that filled it almost entirely. "It's time to get up, you've been moping all day," the woman said. Something shuffled beneath the sheets, inching over to the darker corner of the bed. Silent and now statue-still the woman rolled her eyes at the reaction. "It's been over a year now, how long do you intend on moping like this?" The mountain ranges on the bed groaned at her question and shuffled again. With hands dug into her hips,

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Sister's Cupcake

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