“Death reached into my world, took me by the hand, and tried to pull me into his embrace, but I resisted. I pulled back and refused to follow, refused to
Those old Scissors: And Proper FriendThose old Scissors: And Proper Friend
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“The packed lounge chanted my name and like a doe caught in the headlights, I turned to see they were all looking at me. “What the hell is going on?”
Abuse and the Melodious Word:Singing, How Hard Can It Be?Abuse and the Melodious Word:Singing, How Hard Can It Be?
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This article has been removed, but I have left my song here if you’re wildly interested in hearing it all 🙂