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When late at night he breaths behind the glass While hanging from my rafters in the dark I feel his fading blood; my heart moves fast, But I am safe from suffering from his mark. Sometimes I look and watch him writhe in hate While hypnotizing me with bloodless eyes, And from my will I […]
This article is part of a fictional novel. Events are not real. Last year’s prep football player of the year, Jacob Stevens, was shot in what police are calling a drive-by shooting. He survived a few hours, allowing his mother and sister to say good-bye, but unfortunately, his father, John, never got that chance as […]
One Sword
Through biting chill I grip my silver hilt, A burning cold that tears my fingers raw The power I face gives fear I’ve never felt Yet strength within defies all natural law. His sorcery saps away my hope and pride Exuding from my life the will to win But from my heart I get the […]






