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RunningMindless game we play, we watch. No reason to, just to move the clock. We sit, we feel, we fight and plea to leave the shit we have to see. The pain, the anger, the misery. All the time the pendulum swings. We waist the breath, that slowly seeps into the pit of indignity. Others die in this deceit never to see the weeping sweet, but I have found this crying joy, came to aid and sooth, enjoy I try so hard to break away, but it will always pull me in. Break away, live and die, just know your life was worth the time. They draw me back into the game; these so-called friends will pay the price. They eat away and make me them, fucRunning
Three KingsOnce in the world of ENT the three kings lived on one plain, coexisting, breathing as one. Then the competition began and they turned, heavy breaths anger rising, becoming thence, enslaving the poor, the reason for, to do their chores, because instead of work the kings, they chose war. They fought from dawn to dusk, they all despised. But the funny thing is they didn’t know why. For years they fought, the meaning lost. And then, out of the blue, they suddenly died, no one knows why, but they set an example, and that would be, why should we war when we can be free.Three Kings
future of todayINTRODUCTIONfuture of today
In the year, 2103 global warming has become the world’s end. Creating constant, destructive hurricanes that sweep over the earth, the story you are about to hear is one of a boy by the name of Jack, a survivor of the first monstrous hurricane, Hurricane Elcy.
CHAPTER ONE
“THUD!” Jack awoke to the rumble of a tree colliding to the ground above him. It was dark, to dark to see. The underground bunker in which his family lived had no windows and only one door to the outside world, but Jack was very familiar to his shelter. He had no problem navigating his
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