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The Damnation of Society
The Damnation of Society By Zachary Furr We have lost the battle, We have lost our tactics, We have given them up, We can longer compete with our foe, We have joined our lines with theirs, We can longer differentiate our troops and theirs. We have disobeyed our Leader, We have disobeyed our Lord,…
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The real story of Beauty’s Beast
The Real story of the Beauty’s Beast By Zachary Furr 2-24-18 What actually happen. It all began in a far away land, known as France. With the royalty enjoying all the luxuries given to them and the all the stories of trolls, goblins, fairies, horsemen, witches, wizards, fishmen, angels, and demons; common…
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The Real story of the Beauty’s Beast
The Real story of the Beauty’s Beast By Zachary Furr 2-24-18 What actually happen. It all began in a far away land, known as France. With the royalty enjoying all the luxuries given to them and the all the stories of trolls, goblins, fairies, horsemen, witches, wizards, fishmen, angels, and demons; common…
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Would you…
Would you…. By Zachary Furr February 18, 2018 Would you hear me if I called to you? Would you listen if I talked to you? Would you talk back to me in a conversation? Would you run at the sound of my voice? Would you hear me at all? Would you ignore me? …
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Passion
I have lost the Passion By Zachary Furr I used to hold you in my arms, I felt your warmth against mine, You would share your pain with me, And cry when you shared too much, I have lost your warmth. I used to remember all of the important dates, Your birthday was so vital…
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Rocking Chair
“Waaaahhhh!” The baby’s cry broke the calming effects of the rain on the window. Susan had just began to feel herself drift into the place between dreams and reality, hoping to grab a few precious moments of sleep. She picked herself up from her mother’s old rocking chair and went over to the crib to…
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Hackers vs. Anachists
Me and my friend Bill like to out occasionally to a nearby Waffle House for dinner. Tonight was one such night. I noticed that Bill had a anarchy messenger bag around his side. We each chose a dinner off of the breakfast side of the menu. We banter back and forth at each other as good…
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I Wait
I feel the weight of the gun in my hands, It is heavy and cold, I make sure that the bolt in the barrel is not frozen. I wait. I hear crows cawing in the distance, I shift the weight of my body in my elbows, I settle on the sandbags, As I grow more…
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Forward (Freewrite)
With time always moving forward, pain will always be a thought of the past. And with no idea of the pain of tomorrow there is nothing but hope to be looked forward for. In the hope that we look forward, not to pain, but to the elation of finding joy. And throw away our burdens…
The In Constant Chronicles 