Riot
ApocalypseNewscasts run 'round my head. It seems as though we're at an end.Apocalypse
We couldn't wish for a worse cause and all our leaders love the applause. You don't even need a fool to see, what has become of the "American Dream".
All the world is sick and twisted taking life from those unlisted. Hearts are broken and innocence forgotten, our allies all look like they're trodden. I'm begging for a better cause, and I won't give them my applause.
So you can dream all you want to, but none of it will ever be true.
Change At First Sight“Melody!” my mother shouted from the kitchen. I sighed, closing my eyes. I was ready to leave, to run until I was too tired to think. I wanted to be spontaneous instead of predictable. “Melody!” she called again. It seemed I would have to wait however. Hopefully no longer than a few minutes.Change At First Sight
I turned toward the kitchen and called, “Yes?” I wasn’t going to distance myself any more than necessary from my escape.
“Are you going jogging in the park tonight, again?” she asked as she came into the front room.
I bit my lip, “Yes.”
My mother sig
Neglect
Joy
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