A year ago
and taken cover behind the pride of the nerve.
You say you heard her call? Also, to her you should rapidly slither?
Might it be said that you were in any event, tuning in? All what I shared with you was only a wail?
I could mind less, and I won't slow down.
In any case, when that entryway is opened, I won't remain to watch the fight!
#Draft 51
Title: Mira on the wall.
Date:30-10-2018.
Sam Scrawls, [11/1/2018 8:30 AM]
You don't need the sovereign, you need the crown.
No child! That is mine.
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Sam Scrawls, [11/4/2018 1:04 AM]
On a chessboard, wether you are the dark or the white knight, the variety you'll drain and draw is something very similar.
A radiant red will suffocate your brain before your body.
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Sam Scrawls, [11/5/2018 11:16 AM]
I lose my words any place I'm on the edge.
That one edge, that edge that ties me, that edge that conceals reality away from me.
It just requirements a stage, one little step.
To cross that edge.
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Sam Scrawls, [11/6/2018 4:08 AM]
Have you at any point needed to hop for its delight?
Sam Scrawls, [11/6/2018 4:11 PM]
Two hits on the head harms.
I creep back to my dull opening, gulping my tears for lunch.
Back to the untidy papers, the never incomplete pieces.
I disdain feeling like this.
So I snatch a mirror and power myself to grin however...
"Nah, you have to improve."
Once more, I attempt, this time begging a few brief sweet minutes
"That is correct, much better. It's not the apocalypse young lady."
I'm not all that pretty, Yet I could do without my glaring face, and presently I feel improved.
There's in every case tomorrow, regardless of whether it requires an additional four years for one more sunrise to rise.
#Draft 18
Title:____.
Date:01-07-2018.
Sam Scrawls, [11/7/2018 12:15 AM]
Hun~ I would truly like some espresso at this moment.
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