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Whispers from Pandemonium or Once In a Blue Midnight


There were whispers that the reaper king Mortimer once lost his human form, his body, his shell. Among the reapers, rumors changed it to his soul being stolen.
This is what really happened,
Blake Alexander bowed to his audience from his stage so did his partner in his magic act Max Starfire. They dematerialized and rematerialized in their dressing room backstage.
"Max you never do things righ...

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The world is a stage, but the play is badly cast.

"Hello Blake," said a man dressed in a Chicken suit with a mask.
"What brings the Masked Chicken to the morgue?" Asked Dr Blake Alexander the local coroner.
"I need info for a case from my source in the morgue," said the Chicken.
"So this isn't a social visit," said Blake.
"No," said the Chicken.
"You shouldn't be in here," said Blake's Assistant, Dante walking in the room.
"Dr Alexander is ...

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Bad Omens or the insane unfortunate ravings of a mad chicken

The day began like most others. Blake Alexander yawned as he got ready for work at Charing Cross hospital. Where he was the coroner in charge of the morgue.
His wife was on holiday without him in America so it would be lonely at work.
He heard the doorbell and dashed to answer the door.
He found at it a slightly nervous man a Postman.
"Hello," Blake said wondering why he was nervous.
"Here is...

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Dark side of the moon

The grim reaper sat drinking a cup of coffee as a man in his office peacefully until his son ran in his office. "Dad you won't believe it the moon has hatched!" The Necromancer shouted. His father choked on his coffee.
"You alright Dad?" asked Lance worried.
"Yes, you psycho! The moon did what?" Blake, his dad said to his serial killer son.
"This is more important than you and me! The moon has ...

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The Haunting of the Necromancer

The Necromancer knocked on the door of the office of his father the king of the grim reapers nervously.
"Come in," he heard his father shout back. He walked into the paperwork-filled office to see his dad signing and reading papers with a quill and ink.
"Glad to see you give me an excuse to put the pen down. I hate this pen," the Grand Reaper said he looked like a man at that time.
"then why no...

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Dear Santa,

Dear Santa, 

 


I've been extra good this year

 

 

All I want is a cure for my

rare brain disease because

see Santa I was given this

disease before I left my

mothers womb so long

ago now

 

 

But life since that time has

been up and down daily like

a rocking roller coaster riding

throughout a non-stoppable

hurricane that is enough to

drive one ...

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{Unrecognizable}

Once she used to be able

to be recognizable to the

herself but bit by bit this

evil demon that lives inside

of her that's stealing her life

and herself dignity right

out from underneath her is

making herself image

distorted giving her a

false impression that

started to look like a

black sheep dressed

up in her skin making

her unrecognizable to

herself...

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How Could You Miss Something You Never Had?

{How Could You Miss Something You Never Had?}

 

 

It's sad to say

that for a long

time now I

would be missing

you but in reality

how could I

miss something

I never really

had in the

first place 

 

Yes it started

off by me

missing the

sound of your

deep voice 

 

And the tender

touches of your

hand against

my skin

 

A...

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Holding Your Tiny Hands {Cody}

{Holding Your Tiny Hands}{Cody} 

 

 

My dearest son,

 

I remember when you was born at 12:30 p.m. December 17 

 

And then the doctor's laid you on my chest and as I wrapped you up in my arms and kissing your small tiny hands and face as the happy tears flowed down my cheeks 

 

And then I started to count your small fingers and toes making sure all of them was there 

 

...

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She Misses Him Badly

{She Misses Him Badly}



They shared

something so

beautiful and

something so

deep and true

but that truthful

lustful love affair

ended to soon

between them

because he

didn't believe

her so she went

on her way no

matter how much

she cared or loved

him and so much

she wanted to

stay but she

knew that if she

did they would

only hurt eac...

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Walk A Mile In My Shoe's

{Walk A Mile In My Shoe's} 

 

 

Walk a mile in

my shoes

because I was

left alone

without no

money and no

family at the

age fifteen to

comfort and

love me while

my life started

to spin out of

control hitting the

ground full blast

like a nuclear

weapon blowing

the world up

around me

Bam~Bam,

Boom~Boom,

Bang~Bang

this isn't the l...

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His Whisper's In My Ear

{His Whisper's In My Ear}

 

 

He always

whispers sweet

desirable sexual intoxicating love

in my ears 

 

 

And when he

leans my head

back slightly

pulling my long

hair back while

kissing my neck

as he nibbles his

way down my

desirable hot

body leaving my

body shaking

with excitement of wanting him as

I nibble on my

bott...

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Timeless Temptation

{Timeless Temptation} 

 


He had lips like a

sweet soft angles

lips that made my

heart melt away

to rubbish 

 

 

As his eyes

sparkled in mine

like the starry

skies above my

head 

 


But his words

was intoxicating

to my ears as the

sound of his heart

and mine pounded

loud and louder

until I no longer

could hear his

words just th...

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Life's Expectations

{Life's Expectations}

 

 

Life isn't what we

think or expect it

to be 

 

Because life can be

filled with hurt, pain,

sickness, death, lying,

cheating and

bamboozled with

condensing pricks

that only seems to

think of themselves

and no one else in

life no matter how it

effects the other

person in the situation

at hand 

 

 

Because my ...

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Take Care

{Take Care} 

 

 

 

Take care too, Friend.

There are times I want

to hide from the sun too,

so I at least know how

that part feels like.

Thing is,

there's so little sun

here anyway that even

walking about in the

fresh air seems like a

being under a rock

at times.

I never not wanted

to be your friend,

ma'am and I hope

we can put this

behind...

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Face To Face With Us

{Face To Face With Us} 

 

 

 

My white and tan face fades, 

hiding inside of this grayish black smoke. 

I knew they'd use it against us, 

dammit; the tear gas is filling the blue skies around us and as the rub bullets flies past our heads. 

I'm grown I make my own decisions to fight this fight. 

I'm fresh like I just rolled out of bed.

Their clouded misguided assumpti...

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In The Arm's Of An Angel

{In The Arm's Of An Angel}

 


As I have been 

wrapped up in the

carrying loving arms

of my angel and he

came to me so long 

ago now and you have

been there loving

and guiding me the

whole way no matter 

how hard life may get

for me and through

my pains and sicknesses

I've always had you there 

tocomfort me the entire 

way and  so many times 

when...

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Murderous Tears

{Murderous Tears}

 


These murderous tears

follows down my cheeks 

wetting my shirt as I gently

wipe them away like the

way the did you by murdering

you in cold blooded murder

and it left me here like a

child that was orphaned 

to survive in these darkened

cold streets that the

blood stained asphalt

surrounds my feet 

 


But I cannot fathom 

how th...

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Alone

{Alone} 

 


Sometimes I look into

a mirror to see my face

so I don't look so crazy 

asI talk to myself

 


And sometimes when I

am missing you I will

hold my dead phone

against my face so I 

don'tlook so crazy as

I pretend to talk to

myself while wishing 

the whole time that

it is you 

 


And this only

happens when I 

feel so alone 

wit...

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What Is This?

{What Is This?} 

 


What is this game we call life 


And how do you win 


And how do you survive 


And how do you make it out alive


And do we use pawns 


And do we have check mates 


And you say that my heart will do just fine


Or will this game we call life will I make it out alive 


And only in due time will tell me if I shall survive 

 


©Tina Glov...

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Him

{Him}


He loves me,
He loves me not,
I love him,
He loves me not,
I fought for us,
He didn't, 
I chased him,
He didn't chase me,
I saw the sparks in his eyes, 
I saw the way he looked at her,
I watched his body movement,
I watched him kiss her all of the time,
I've wrote a thousand songs for him,
I have sang a thousand songs for him,
I shipped a thousand feeling's to him,
But he...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #35 {I Will Not Live In Fear}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #35} {I Will Not Live In Fear} 

 

 

Once upon a time

from my past I

once lived in fear

because of a situation

with an exrelationship

gone wrong because

this man became

insanely crazy over

me `n` he took it to

the point of calling

me day `n` night then

stalking me `n` showing

up in the dead of the

night trying to bre...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #22 {I Can Do Bad All By Myself}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #22 { I Can Do Bad All By Myself} 

 

 

Darling I need you

to hear me that I

can always do bad

by myself without

your help because

pain is a game that

we all play but I'm

always in overtime

`n` I still don't know

what it is to have a

damn good day `n` 

I don't need you

always putting me 

down making me feel

helple...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #21 {Just The Way You Are}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #21 {Just The Way You Are} 

 

 

Baby I just love the

way are because it

has me slipping through 

space into the darkest

hole circling us `n` girl 

you are amazing just 

the way you are `n` the

way you laugh it sends

chills up my spine `n` 

when you cry with those 

lips so stuck out pouting

makes me want to hug

you `n` ...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #16 {I Am All Confused?}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #16 {I Am All Confused?} 

 

 

I am all confused 

I am unsure of something's 

I am finding myself like a chicken ? running around with my head cut off these day's 

I am dazed 

I am here trying to grasp my reality before I lose what little insanity I have left 

I am beaten 

I am broken `n` scared up good for nothing diseased infected big ...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #7 {A Story About Me I Will Always Tell It}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #7} {A Story About Me I Will Tell It} 

 

 

 

If there's

a story

about my

life that's

a story

that I

will have

to be the

one to

tell 

because I'm

the only

who knows it

`n` can

tell my

story so

well `n` until

then my

story will

remain untold 

 

 

 

 

 

 

©One_Pissed_Off_Americ...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #5 {His Lying Eye's}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #5} {His Lying Eye's} 

 

 

 

His lying eyes

told a story of

a life filled with

lies deceit that

he was always

stuck on repeat

like a broken

record 

`N` he shouted

it to the world

making it sound

like it was a lost 

sunken treasure

chest filled with

his beautiful 

california sunfire

delight burning in

...

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Flash Backs `N` Nightmares

{Flash Backs `N` Nightmares} 

 

 

 

The bad flash backs `n` nightmares haunt's my life `n` mind `n` memory today it washes over my whole body almost crippling it like the first time it occurred it's purely agony on my poor old soul that I wish would disappear from me because it's a wrecking ball to my life today 

 

 

`N` I can still see the flash backs `n` nightmares of the bu...

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The Well Warrington Junior & Schools Writing Competition

 

Health, Wealth, Happiness. 

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The Well Warrington Network helps people with chronic illnesses in Warrington. We do our best to make people feel better with the work that we do. We would ideally like Health, Wealth and Happiness for everyone that we help, which is why we want you to w...

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