Aug 11 2008

Razor’s Edge

I walked upon a razor’s edge, My feet were bleeding crimson red, The pain was great, I slipped and fell, And landed in the pit of Hell. And Satan greeted me with glee, He said, “How are you, can’t you see, That you are in my world to stay? I own your soul and you will pay.” And voices taunted, visions swelled, In total [...]

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May 20 2008

A city boy’s dream of farm life

A city boy dreams of what life on a farm would be like. ย ย ย ย ย Wintertime on the farm was always looked forward to with great anticipation, because it meant less chores and more time for recreation. When the snow began falling, I felt a certain satisfaction, because it meant endless skiing and [...]

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