Rangertale, Ch.9: Ancient Power

Soon the chord came to an end, the door disappeared from view, and a massive chamber came into view.

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023 - Prime pt.06

Either way butters started enjoying themselves, putting their vocal chords through the ringer, letting themselves go. oooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhh, dig your fangs in my neck bbaayybbeeee~??

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Anatomical Anachronisms: Chapter 5: Severed Resonance

Then, as it reached a crescendo, she repeated several notes in a rhythm and changed the air chords under them more frequently.

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Singing my heart out

The notes and the chords. the rhythm and the emotions. all woven together into a great overpowering flow; one that danced the line between magic and music. a quick look at the audience was enough to tell me they understood.

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Zombie Apoc-fur-lypse (Part 2)

I played a few chords and for some reason, it sounded perfectly in tune. not exactly a rarity among guitars but i was pleased since that meant i wouldn't have to tune it for the moment.

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Zombie Apoc-Fur-Lypse part 2

I played a few chords and for some reason, it sounded perfectly in tune. not exactly a rarity among guitars but i was pleased since that meant i wouldn't have to tune it for the moment.

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The Siren's Hymn

The fatal chords which she emits, shall cause others hearts to up and quit. though not intended her soul bleeds, for every sailor she sends to the seas.

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Melodies of the Heart

Lyrics so longing, chords intermingling, but neither has even an inkling. that the tune they sing, while distance is king, is the same sad song, the other's whistling.

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The Siren's Hymn: The Pile

#6 of poetry as seen in my writer's blog: http://sirenscoast.wordpress.com/2013/06/03/the-write-setting/ and now she sings the siren's hymn, such fatal chords emit from within. almost 7 years he dwelt with her, sharing her fears and her dreams.

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She Plays (Poem)

The chords are broken melodies. at midnight, she does not play. there will be more melodies in the day. but the day has yet to come

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040 - Proxime Pt.08

Ideas' boy language lunges into more exaggerated movements, this had clearly struck a chord with her. -but why did it have to be tonight, of all nights? butters looks confused at the centaur. -why is tonight a special night? asks butters.

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Hawt Proxy Part 3

Back on stage, i played some simple chords. power chord. take index finger off. modified g. modified d. e. baby stuff.

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