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ApocalypsoSetting: Chef Cameron and Line Cook Sam are doing prep in kitchen, Sean is at a table making roll upsApocalypso
Enter Rex
Rex: hey Sean Sean: oh, hi Rex. Who’s on tonight? Rex: uh, Jessie and Lance, I think. Hold on ill check in the back.
Exit Rex
Cameron: Sam, I thought it told you not to sear the salmon. Why can’t you just do what I say?
Enter Rex
Rex: Cameron, you blaming Sam for your screw ups again? Yeesh! Sam, come on man stand up for yourself. He’s not any danger; really, he’s pretty much a big baby…ok Sean, let’s see who we got. Front wait: Jessie and you,


Lovers response to the roseYou may be a rose in the devils garden, thorned and black as the night that you grow beneath, but i know you're heart is pure white. You may have been feed with pain and fear, the tears of the world rained down from that land far beyond the starlight, but i know that within the sun shines through. You may be surrounded by the venomedLovers response to the rose
thoughts of the most evil men, your companions in this twisted garden of eden, a far mockery of the original. and though your past and origin make even the worst men on the planet look like alter boys in comparison, you are at yo


homeThe morning light upon closed doors, tranquility amid the chaos. but no more the trifle was this scene to me, but a painful memory of what was.home
Regal was the mark you left behind for me to see. But twisted now is my soul, and sodden be my grief.
Like steel it was on morning light, to find the doors all closed. Breaking bonds of faithfulness and surrounding all in ice.
All that remains, just a tattered man who waits beside the door. Tirelessly longing to see it move, and know that you've come home


ShadowsDark dispelled from the earth, a world awoken to the light of a swift sunrise, as the fire star rises above the sea. Gently it lifts eye and wakes us from dream of pain and blackness, to light that fills every crack.Shadows
Now the burning ember climbs ever higher, and shadows grow in length. Sunlight glancing off the golden towers, reflecting from water to windows, form skyline to sea, and climbs where none can reach.
Descent from heights unknown to man, to fall into the sea. Darkness lost with the day returns to claim its throne of sleep


Make it Quickflowing down my throat washing away the pain cleaning out my mind seeping into my brainMake it Quick
i am beside myself with discust and guilt and at everything I've let myself become
the troubled ideas flash before my eyes i wish i knew where they were coming from
the quiet guy the forgotten guy without a face once having an identity but always feeling out of place
he fits in the deck of cards like a shiny dye the minds he sees with one glance of his eyes
never think twice to look back and watch his shadowy glare because he feels like he's mad


Lost In TimeA fallen angel with no wings, Lost in time, separated at birth, From the ones of long ago, The ones who share her ancient soul.Lost In Time
Placed here, am I, to sing out loud, Pushing my voice through the crowd? Or shall I wait, and silently sleep, Dreaming of life as it should be?
Do I stand for my hearts song, Or slip into the fading dawn? Do I stand for the truth of yore, Or listen to the days own tale?
What to do in a time unknown, When one is strung to the past? Shall we live for what is shown, Or show the world how to live?
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they say every picture is worth 1000 words. So can i take one that causes no words, but instead you are ingulfed in thought. That causes nothing at all, but makes you stand in awe of the weirdness of color, angle, or lighting.
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they say every picture is worth 1000 words. So can i take one that causes no words, but instead you are ingulfed in thought. That causes nothing at all, but makes you stand in awe of the weirdness of color, angle, or lighting.
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What a shame, what a shame,
To judge a life that you can't change
The choir sings, the church bells ring
So, won't you give this man his wings? -Shinedown
INFP and proud.
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and you know what? it's My turn now.
Thanks for the
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<-- Life is good -->
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if this life doesn't give you the love you expect, there's always the next
~anna nalick
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