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WHACK! Scott’s hammer collided with the small metal spike. WHACK! And it was finished; Scott had just wrapped up building his permanent shelter. It wasn’t very big, probably fifteen fee...
I’ve heard the words that are supp… The words that are meant to conjur… Meant to speak of something as sim… But turning it into an elaborate e… The feeling of joy is not felt whe…
United we stand As people joined for one purpose Made for one purpose Without the creative brilliance of… How far could we have gone
I talk to God when I meditate Even though some tell me there’s d… I turn around and say it’s time to… Allow me to illuminate: Who’s to say that worship is a rec…
It’s like being reborn It’s like starting from day one Except I should’ve been number on… Or so these thoughts were telling… Running circles around my opponent
Bang! Bang! Bang! You probably didn’t feel Much
God’s creations are beautiful and… When I look at you I feel like yo… When the sun shines it reminds me… The ocean deep glimmers to remind… The dolphins call a melody of love…
Beauty is more than just a pretty… Beauty is on the inside It is to be adorned with only the… Only the most sincere thoughts des… Your beauty is more than meets the…
The sorrows of today are soon to b… The liquid drops that fall from yo… My heart is broken into pieces for… No one can understand why I feel… You have put a smile on my face an…
Morals and manners Used to run this town Now, I see guns and chaos So I turn off the news And slip on my shoes
With every verse With every line I write the lyrics that define These thoughts in my head This weight on my chest
Paper crumpled all over the floor,… His mind is clouded with rage As his fist penetrates his bedroom… He stands at attention at the desk… Performing push-ups in the sun, ra…
In the bright stars of the night Her body is shown twinkling Curved to perfection Shining oh so bright When she’s near the new-year’s her…
If Jesus and I shared a brewski I wonder Would he drink a dark Or light brewski Would it be lukewarm,
I try to write But this pen only scratches The paper It’s like these abstract Thoughts in my mind