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  • Science-Fiction Novels Re: Deadly Party Part 1: Introductions

    [pre] It was 3:23 A.M., and my brother was as sweaty as a fat country sheriff. The wrangling went bad that night, and I dealt with the brunt of it. ...

    Mar 5, 2008
  • Narrative Poetry Re: Knights of Acid

    Hey, thanks for all the advice. I really do appreciate it. I've been editing the story a lot lately, eventually I'll post the final.

    Aug 23, 2007
  • Narrative Poetry Re: Knights of Acid

    All I can say is that what i wrote in those novel/poem is what I was thinking at the time. Once again, each part of it has a different meaning. ...

    Aug 21, 2007
  • Narrative Poetry Re: Knights of Acid

    Those crazy letters, great gaps, and other things that just don't make sense in this story are placed there as a meaning for certain things. Certain things include my emotions ...

    Aug 21, 2007
  • Narrative Poetry Re: Knights of Acid

    Before you read any of this, I'd like you to consider reading the attached file first. It's the poem in it's complete original format. I've think I've given people the ...

    Aug 16, 2007
  • Lyrics Re: Keyboards

    moldy lemons in the hallway, white magnolias pouring down the ceiling wall Clicking keyboards , quarters on the floor, white hallway, noise noise, my emotions pour through my teeth white ...

    Mar 24, 2006
  • Lyrics Re: Head Hunter

    If the sign is just a whore sign Well it makes sense to me I see yards of yarn come undone Cars exploding right before me Were they trucks or ...

    Mar 23, 2006
  • Lyric Poetry Re: Another Deranged Love Song

    shoudn't this be in the lyrics section? ahh well. it's good, but i had a little trouble flowing with it... Don't 'flow' with it! Sing with it! Aha. :lol: and ...

    Mar 17, 2006
  • Lyric Poetry Re: Another Deranged Love Song

    Some people are so strange Some people are just derange But when I look at you I see right through me too So won't you take my hand? Or are ...

    Mar 16, 2006
  • Lyric Poetry Re: Another Deranged Love Song

    Some people are so strange Some people are just derange But when I look at you I see right through me too So won't you take my hand? Or are ...

    Mar 16, 2006


For a short space of time I remained at the window watching the pallid lightnings that played above Mont Blanc and listening to the rushing of the Arve, which pursued its noise way beneath. The same lulling sounds acted as a lullaby to my too keen sensations; when I placed my head upon my pillow, sleep crept over me; I felt it as it came and blessed the giver of oblivion.
— Mary Shelley, Frankenstein