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Who Knows? (Produced by Jace D.)

Who Knows? (Produced by Jace D.)

Let me know what you guys think about this deep track. Stay cool and flow with waves of a magical life ^_^ Share if you like please!

Original Instrumental: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qqcg023XZ_I&index=2&list=FLq6lODTFISDRmkjc-gC3UbA

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Autumn

Autumn http://wp.me/s2nLdh-autumn

There was always something nostalgic about Autumn. Since I wait for the bus just about every morning, I’ve been given the opportunity to watch the gradual change of scenery around me. The leaves slowly swap their clothes. They are first a lavish green,…

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Obscure Abstract

We face upwards towards your email in a world full of sunshine and rainbows. It’s a very mean and nasty place, but it’s okay how tough you are. You’re featured in a maze. The room rulebook is going to hit as hard as the “real,” but it’s about to reboot.…

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Just Thoughts…

Is it even merely a reflection, my life? For quite a piece of time, I’ve just sat idly and watched the same scenery. But, perhaps instead of waiting for a change, maybe I should try and enjoy, rather – embrace the “norm.” Even still, I’d like to…

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Followed

Followed http://wp.me/s2nLdh-followed

The echoing of clamped metal underneath my rusting feet screams at me,

Saying: “Guilty, guilty; you murderer!”

And as I step with hesitant, stalling legs, the footprints of blood follow me into the darkness of my mind.

There is tainting between my rotting…

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Some Bloggers Ya’ Should Follow! ^_^

Hey guys, how’s it going? :DThat was not a rhetorical question, by the way. Please feel free to let me know! I’d like to, once again, tell YOU, the reader, how much I appreciate you. I’ve been running the blog for well over a year now and I’ve been able to…

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Mud Trespasser

Creased veins, why – WHY do you even sucumb to an abberations of distress?

My dormant claw clutches the locked door’s key, gripping tenaciously,

Waiting oh-so patiently for the alteration of an all but distorted time.

The boiling point has consummated a…

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