dA Runs really slow on my comp XD
I'm sorry, i promise ill be more active soon. But right now i have a bad headache and need to go back to sleep.


Thoughts of traps.In the prison known as his mind The thoughts he couldn't stop were the wardens. They would beat him everyday Until he finally broke.Thoughts of traps.


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Evan lurched off and held his back. "Zack wait! where have you been all these years?" Zack gave a slight laugh. "Hell... and
war... although they might be the same thing." Evan couldnt believe what was happening. "but... zack.. why.. this...?" That
was all he could say. "Why? WHY! YOU RUINED MY LIFE! after 3 months of running away.. I joined the army.. got called in right
away. Thats where I saw hell... when I was captured... I saw my comrades tortured right in front of my eyes.. then I was
tortured... I longed for death.. but before I could r


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"IM SICK OF YOU POWER!" Those words echoed in Evans head as he awoke sweating and panting. Even after all those years of
therapy... the close calls... and the recovery... he will never forget what he did. "Evan.. was it the dream again?" his
girlfriend of 3 years Ellana asked. "yes honey... but dont worry... go back to sleep. I am going to make some tea." As Evan
went to the kitchen Ellana got up and said "No.. Evan its time you tell me what happened these last 5 years... we have gone out
for 3 years... you can trust me.. let m


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Zack was driving slow on purpose. He was trying to figure out what was wrong with Evan. It was like something was controlling him. He has never been like this ever. When they arrived home Evan spoke... "In the backyard in 10 minutes" From the tone of his voice Zack knew that that wasnt Evan. But he didnt know what to do so he thought he could beat it out of him. When he went out side to fight Evan he looked into his eyes... they were defiantly not his. Zack decided to try one thing... "Before we fight... why do you want to fight so bad?" Evan started laughing manically "Im sick of you acting better than m


GraffitiI am graffiti on a wall Some people admired me They said I was a work of art I was a colorful design making a statement in this world I hold a hidden message Only the artist understandsGraffiti
Graffiti is an art But some people cant see it They think it is a mess So they critisize me Point out that I'm a disgrace And with out taking one second To try to understand They painted over me
In black and white With what they think I should be
uniform
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Who will buy a drink for me, your messiah?
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For the younge, old, and weak of heart, Things will only get more intense, dare i say, more fucked up from here.
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Who will buy a drink for me, your messiah?
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For the younge, old, and weak of heart, Things will only get more intense, dare i say, more fucked up from here.
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Who will buy a drink for me, your messiah?
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