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She danced, so gracefully across the stage. Everyone amongst the audience was bedazzled, no-one spoke. It was as if everyone...
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I sipped the whiskey. / Then I reread the front page of the morning-paper. / Yeah, it was true. He had claimed another victim. / A seventeen year old girl this time. / She had been shot in the head, and then her apartment was burned down. / His
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The glass broke, and I could feel fragments of it cutting my throat from inside...
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Martin and I had just been to a party. / None of us were sober, but Martin had consumed lesser than me, and got to be the driver. / Dana decided to ride with us, as she had no other way of getting home. / Just as we were leaving, Jack jumped into th
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A story about a person who has automatonophobia, and is 'forced' to face the phobia, eye to eye.
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A story who deals with three different mental-illnesses, weaved into one person.
June 2008:
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A poem about Sleep and Deaths nightly fight
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It's the first part of my novel 'Mephisto'.
About a man who strikes a dark deal with a fallen angel, and later befriends him.
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A somewhat silly story about an epic fighter killing the standupper Carlos Mencia
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