THe Door Hinged with SecretsI pick up the letter in front of the stairs, being careful not to smudge the ink; it’s as if it was just written: “Welcome is the door, open to secrets, welcome are you to join them.” I can only read the first line because as soon as I begin to read, the whole page starting from the corners blackens and as if it was just set on fire and it disintegrates. The door is closed; the details in the carvings were done intricately, I can hardly take my eyes off of it. Until I catch a glimpse of something shining so intense to the side, against the stone wall, behind the vines, it’s a key. As I try toTHe Door Hinged with Secrets
Goodbye ErinGoodbye Erin Without all of this I am no longer stuck the best of times, within my luck the watch tower of the north bringing the new joy and comfort, Walking in the grass covered in morning dew, I sing for you.Goodbye Erin
Within my life I am brought to say I am going to live without you, Erin May The watchtower of the east brings the bright day Throughout the day, I sing and play
When summer comes again I will empty all thoughts of you from within The watchtower of the south brought me you And in lust, a came too soon And now I have value
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Dans l'obscurité de ton inconscience.
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"It´s not a matter of Luck,
it´s just a matter of Time.."
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Andrew
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Hug me or I shall destroy YOU.
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This day anything goes
Burning bodies hanging from poles
I remember Halloween... ... ... ... ... ...
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"One can't complain. I have my friends.
Someone spoke to me only yesterday." Eeyore
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