

Bob. An Epic.CHORUS.Bob. An Epic.
"Bob." A less than ordinary name, The Christian Smith. Unchangeable, both back and front. Undesirable. Much like our hero.
Not a face, But a number. Alive, Yet dead.
His work, Less than ordinary. Soon to be replaced with a calculator.
And his quest, Or lack thereof. One which most would find, Less Than Ordinary.
Beginning with his life, Since the raw age of eighteen. The same. The same. The same exact life. For twenty years. Each day may as well
Perception
I just got your message from august. I haven't been on here in ages and I am saddened to read that you will be leaving.
you're writings will always be loved!
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~jnoelle.
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Do not meddle in the affairs of dragons......for you are crunchy.....and taste good with ketchup.
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but yeah, i'm alright thanks, bogged down in trying to write a novel actually. and yourself? x
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"I'll tell you in another life when we are both cats."
Well, I haven't uploaded it yet, but I written something new, and thought you should be the first to see it.
Spears of light
"And where did we first see this forgotten change, this unhidden motive, the open desire?
None now live who can recall.
Spears of light crashed into our reality and an unnatural cloud, feared by all, believed by none, cleansed us in its flame and in this moment, this is where we ended it all."
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I woke up this morning and I was still alive, so I am pretty cheerful. - Spike Milligan
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