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Solstice is HereThe family gathers round the christmas tree tonight singing bold, loud songs as i slip away in the nightSolstice is Here
I walk down the street past the carolers filled with glee until i find myself at a very peculier tree.
I look at my clothing robes of cotton wool some people stare in loathing some people think it's cool.
Tonight is a special holiday the holiday i praise i do not celebrate the birth of christ for solstice is my day.
I sit upon the snow, in front of the sweet pine tree in flowing robes of green and wa
by ~ZionicDruid
Saving WordsA silent April morning. Summer.Saving Words
Quite soon clouds follow after,
Morning sunshine is hidden by noontime. Day shrouded over Tears to face the morning news Sobbing as we watch our future burn And I wonder if we'll ever learn That words can save us.
War in a Broken Promise Land Fame, fear and gunfire. A cowboy culture, "evil" blood on its hands Flag, fuel and empire. Bit parts for shooting stars Above the dying trees. No one looking up to see How words can save us.
Our number one Favourite son, But he's just one more ou
by ~ZionicDruid
The Final JumpOne... Two... three!... Nothing. Vee sat there, the barrel of his Colt Python jittering in his mouth, finger on the trigger, not yet having enough courage to send one of his last three rounds boring into his skull, not yet ready to end it yet. Hot, sour tears rolled down his cheeks, stinging and bitter. His tattered, old jacket lay behind him, propping his broken, dying body up. It spoke of old times, times before the plauge, times before the infected roaming the earth. Even as he lay there, he could hear them draw forward, looking for live, fresh meat. The jacketThe Final Jump
by ~ZionicDruid
For Killer(exerts from the recorded "car bomb" (aka; the mix CD for the game KILLER))For Killer
Voice: From Russia, with love. (loud explosion noise). Previet, (insert victims name)... You are wondering my reasons for this assassination. Sadly, i am not at liberty to divulge my reasons, it is not mine to say. But, my work here has been done, and needless to say, you are shocked it was me, the Soviet Assassin... Our alliance, if ever there was one, is finished. I have been paid for my kill, and i leave you now. Das Vidania.
by ~ZionicDruid
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