Morrow 1Right now, I cannot even begin to comprehend the grip that fate must have on my life. You see, after so many years of running my business, I’ve noticed that there are certain corners that I need to take, where there’s something always waiting to go wrong. I’ve also come to realize that most of the things that do go wrong, are in direct realtion to the man by the name of Isaac Thomas Ardel. At first, I thought that he was purposely trying to get me killed, but then figured out that he’s just a bad driver unless he’s stone drunk. And tonight, the night that made me recognize the firm death grip that some divine power muMorrow 1
A Letter From Morrow: PrologueDear Reader,A Letter From Morrow: Prologue
I’ve always believed that movies and books are all misleading on the subject of a person’s story. No man in any history book, no real man for that matter, has ever been able to end his story at a part deemed as the “logical closure point.” It always ends, with that person’s death. So in this book, the final notch to my history, I will express everything of importance from my beginning until my end. Sincerely Yours,
Alan Morrow
Through the Burden and DespairI will dance in the summer breeze like freshly picked violet Lupines let go in the scorching heat, I will do this tango alone in the fields of promise, drinking nectar so sweet that the word sugar no longer exists, While watching the sun play across the blades of grass as the wind timidly caresses it when autumn comes to pass, I require no one or nothing to complete me, I take this journey alone, Away from hands always wanting,Through the Burden and Despair
Minds so competitive for something, So pointless and words demanding and hungry for more, Always hungry for more power, Roughly nicking your ego about lost amounts of ti
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The early bird gets the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese
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The early bird gets the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese
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Thanks for the add hun!
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"It is Nature who makes our artists for us, though it may be Art who taught them their right mode of expression". - Oscar Wilde
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