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PathsI have no excuse for things that I’ve done.Paths
So what path is there left for me to take knowing that there is no redemption that there is no taking back what I’ve done.
I cannot forget something such as this. That would be a pure act of selfishness.
I cannot be given forgiveness for something such as this. My apologies ring hollow even in my own ears.
I cannot move on. For this is something too horrid to comprehend.
I cannot look to others for help. They can offer no such thing.
I can’t change the past!
I’m only left with only one path
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BloodAnder moved through the night to his destination. He darted between shadows on the street, with movements that could be missed with the blink of an eye. He stopped in an empty alley. Darkness was his greatest refuge. It was there he could avoid everything. It was there that he could do his work. Only the light of a full moon made it through to the dark alley leaving a deceptively safe looking passage. Drunks stumbled by oblivious to his presence. It was there in the shadow of the night where he would lie in wait for his prey.Blood
Finally they approached. A group of four cloaked men each brandishing curved swords at their hips. They a
by ~borderlineapathetic
Frontyard FishingWe woke up very early, and gathered together our fishing gear.Frontyard Fishing
The scent of morning air filled our nostrils. The rising sun caressed our faces.
With life vests and fishing poles in hand, We soon prepared our boats for departure,
We set out on an ocean of asphalt As we casted into a sea of grass
Ready to catch the fish of our imagination.
by ~borderlineapathetic
Sam the HoboSam was just an ordinary man in an ordinary city, ordinary in every sense of the word. Completely ordinary except for the fact that he was a hobo and maybe a little on the crazy side. He enjoyed the simple pleasures in life, like eating, sleeping and yelling obscenities at little kids. He had spent the last two days begging for money. He finally had enough money to buy a sandwich. He skipped his way to the deli with a huge smile on his face. Revulsion painted the faces of everyone he passed. He had gotten spit on more then once for this money so he felt he deserved it. That job was to show people how much better off they were then him. He pulSam the Hobo
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