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- Lively Pickle - Captain
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 Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 12:13 am
bedroom  living room  Kitchen  Bathroom 
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 9:11 pm
Chris walked in the apartment, straight to the living room. He sighed and fell on the couch. He took out his macbook air and turned on itunes, listening to static x. He minimized the window and started to work on his new book.
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- Lively Pickle - Captain
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- Lively Pickle - Captain
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Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2008 7:16 pm
Chris kicked the door open, he sighed and threw his ipod at the coach and quickly walked over to his guitar. He started to play Through the fires and flams by dragon force, a song he couldn't even beat on guitar hero. Even to himself, he was suprisingly good at it. As the words would triditionaly start, he started to sing.
"On a cold winter morning, in the time before the light
In flames of death's eternal reign we ride towards the fight
And the darkness is falling down and the times are tough all right
The sound of evil laughter falls around the world tonight
Fighting hard, fighting on for the steel
Through the wastelands evermore
The scattered souls will feel the hell, bodies wasted on the shore
On the blackest plains in hells domain
We watch them as they go
Through fire and pain and once again we know
Tonight we fly ever free
We're free before the thunderstorm
On towards the wilderness our quest carries on
Far beyond the sundown, far beyond the moonlight
Deep inside our hearts and all our souls
So far away we wait for the day
For the light source so wasted and gone
We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days
Through the fire and the flames we carry on
As the red day is dawning
And the lightning cracks the sky
They raise their hands to the heavens above
with resentment to their eyes.
Running back through the mid-morning light
There's a burning in my heart
We're banished from the time in the fallen land
To a life beyond the stars
In your blackest dreams we do believe
Our destiny this time
And endlessly we'll all be free tonight
And on the wings of a dream
So far beyond reality
All alone in desperation
Now the time is gone
Lost inside you'll never find
Lost within my own mind
Day after day this misery must go on
So far away we wait for the day
For the light source so wasted and gone
We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days
Through the fire and the flames we carry on
Whoah, whoah, whoooooah, whoah, whoah, whoooooah
Now here we stand with their blood on our hands
We fought so hard now can we understand
I'll break the seal of this curse if i possibly can
For freedom of every man
So far away we wait for the day
For the light source so wasted and gone
We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days
Through the fire and the flames we carry on
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2008 12:52 pm
Chris sat on his couch, drinking an entire bottle of vodka. It kept going through his mind, when he would pass out. Slowly as the liquid went away in the bottle, Chris just sat there, completely drunk.
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- Lively Pickle - Captain
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- Lively Pickle - Captain
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Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2008 1:15 am
Chris walked into his room. Tears dripping down his face, he picked up a metal bat and started to smash up his apartment. The look of hatred in his eyes was like nothing he had ever expressed. He started to scream: "I hate this band, I hate being alone, I hate myself," he started naming every one he knew, after destroying his apartment he collapsed on the ground sobbing. "Why wont anyone love me?" he asked himself. "I've tried every thing and no one cares.." Years of held in emotions started to come out.
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