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It is foolish for me to think these thoughts are meant for me but I will scream and shout and cry I need you to be happy! I'll wipe my eyes, my mouth, my nose and I whisper in my mind If only they knew what you know There's far too few of our kind You are a diamond in the rough and I can't bear to lose you Like a diamond, you're way too tough To let fear and pain devour you
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The Painting

The Painting.     Please don't misread me.   I'm not here for romance. Please don't misread me.  I'm not here for romance.  I won't ask you to kiss me. I'm not here for romance.   I won't ask you to kiss me.    I just want to dance.   I won't ask you to kiss me.  I just wan t to dance.   Your poem's a painting. I just want to dance.  Your poem's a painting. And my rhymes are trash. Your poem's a painting.  And my rhymes are trash.  But the song that we sing. And my rhymes are trash. But the song that we sing.   Will not end in a crash. But the song that we sing. Will not end in a crash.   I've fallen so many times. Will not end in a crash.  I've fallen so many times.   True love's never true. I've fallen so many times. True love's never true. There's passion in my rhymes. True love's never true. There's passion in my rhymes. But not the kind that want...
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The First in a while

I always mangle my every word if you are an angel will my voice be heard I've been to the end and come back alive I used to have friends now few do arrive I try to be honest but inside I'm afraid there isn't a promise unbroken I've made My world is lonely both empty and dark please come and find me My name is Jame Sparks
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Soldier

I tossed a grenade into the building clearing the ground floor. Gunfire responded from the first floor, the signature melody of M-4s playing a duet, supported by the strong bass of an AK-47. I dove to cover behind a concrete building, the bullets carved into the walls, sending up clouds of grey dust into the air. A couple of centimeters of cheap cement stood between myself and Hell...
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Murder

I shot her between the eyes, the bullets tore her face in half, her brain tissue splattered onto the walls, shards of her skull puncturing the paint.
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Arsonist

"I hate libraries" Scarlet muttered to herself watching the building go down in flames. She inhaled the ashes of a hundred years of wisdom, a million words consumed in a blaze.
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Fantasy Games

I played the video over and over, Sadie tied up to the wall, her captors sorting through an assortment of weapons. The first thug picked up a crowbar and smashed Sadie's ribs. Sadie screamed in pain, but the video was noiseless...
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