ListeningYour tears stain my shirt As I hold you in embrace What fiend made you hurt? What scum of the human race? Let me take the pain from you. Let me take the worries too. I won't hurt you or make you cry. But what I do is wonder why. Why do you put up with all the stress? Why would you settle for second best?Listening
LifeWhat causes a body to die? For that matter, what causes a body to live? When is a body truly alive? Does life start at the first heartbeat? At the first breath? Or does it start much later? Does anybody live at all? Are you alive? Or are you existing?Life
The Hero, TimGather around and hear a tale About a small town naer-do-well Who went on a journey to find a girl And instead found Squeaky, a peculiar squirrel. As he began his troublesome quest He randomly decided to travel West. Squeaky would always give him a hand Or a foot, or maybe a kick in the can.The Hero, Tim
But danger struck as nighttime fell Our hero got swamped in proverbial hell. Demons screamed and shrieked at him. Oh by the way, his name was Tim. The squirrel couldn't help, this is true. The demons made him into a stew. Poor Tim all alone in the pitch black.
The past two days
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