A Once Bleating Heart
If I do religion parrot fashion am I going to be saved is the wall going up on evil, will we sit behind it in relief, as evil groans at…
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If I do religion parrot fashion am I going to be saved is the wall going up on evil, will we sit behind it in relief, as evil groans at…
Signal went out along the sound beams in the year three thousand, not many left languishing under the hottest sun man had ever witnessed. Earth bubbled boiled and spewed over…
On a night when no moon existed and a road, jet black, a lone car steadily travelled upon this road. Weak lights…all this was about to change I will tell…
Too busy a road to get to where we want to be many obstacles, something good will give way and fall apart humans have overstepped many marks, places they could…
The order is silent curtain by curtain, street by street, all is closed but for a faded light and lagoons fill with unspoken truth, drowning interrogation from the master. A…