The Devil's Diaries
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Thursday, 31 August 2017
The Black Hole
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Just around the corner you can be singing in awe of the clouds forming or the ants running And then you will see nothing els...
Wednesday, 30 August 2017
Blowing the Whistle
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This is not the person I wanted to be this is not where I wanted to live these are not the memories I wanted to decora...
Tuesday, 29 August 2017
Deluge
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I see a man on the top of a hill underneath a tree I turn to face him we stand there for a while the grass is green from the ra...
Monday, 28 August 2017
The Tomorrow that Never Came
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I found your horses running scared with apocalyptic thoughts and moonlit hair this is the dream you gave to me tonight I want to ...
Sunday, 27 August 2017
Pieces
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Let me tell you what I know about my broken heart this is the rhythm of it falling apart toss the stones in the river because ...
Saturday, 26 August 2017
Fading
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I joined Bryan in the living room five minutes later. He said nothing to me beyond what he was able to communicate with the cold, fer...
Friday, 25 August 2017
Meoisis
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I have been pining for you, old friend I have been searching for clues of your existence I have been listening to the buzz of ...
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