From Cyanide, with Love

Let's cure the future, in song Lyrical toxin and perplexing cyanide It swirls around, bubbling forth Like a cauldron brewing We seep it, we cast it's form Towards the future, raise our glasses We brew deceit, hate and betrayal Talk through...

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Fallen From Royalty

An arrow from past the houses hitting the king in the chest. just as that happened a scream sounded from behind as fire was spread to the small town.

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Hope from the Embers

Kyle had told him that when he returned from space, they would get married. a strangled sob escaped from kyle's throat, "c... come back hun..." he hissed, a claw accidentally extended from his finger and pierced the picture of his boyfriend.

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Running from what

He would be drawn back like the last even if he could muster what luck and lust it took, but they already took what his lust had come from. it must have just been like a silly pun to them, the bit of fun to have him run till it would be done.

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Escapre from the Fire

#5 of the tales from zion i woke up from my nap to the smell and crackle of burning wood. my ears perked up to pin point where the fire was at.

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From the mouth of tigers

Transcript from radioshow, read for your own amusement. by the way, i did not know that the cincinati nfl team was called the bengals. you really learn something new every day...

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Crying from inside

But you won't notice from the outside. even when i say "no, it's okay, i'm fine!", i'm really lying. i'm actually crying... ..from the deep parts inside myself.

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Escape From Death

"i can feel a slight gust coming from here. but... it's not from the chimney." "oh?" he stood up, heading over towards the fireplace and he blinked. "you're right."

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A Holiday from the Expected

"yes, that i'm sure we'll be rescued from our lack of drinks anytime now..."

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A whisper from Gaia

A whisper from gaia; mother of men. words thrown to the wild wind, unheeded by those who do not listen.

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Rebirth from hell

My wings were bound I could not fly I was always left asking myself why Why I did let you do this to me Why did I let it come to be? Letting you tear me apart Watching as you ripped out my heart All the pain it will never subside But I...

Vignette from The Highway

The path meandered and the pavement was uneven and cracked in places, but it never strayed too close to or too far from the highway.

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