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Alex Zander’s DIARY OF A DAMNED MAN

This city, this place, Is burning down from the inside, an eternal flame. In the hallway where I carve my name, Only to watch it burn away to ashes, nothing left to say.

I’m feeling sick of thisI need to get awayI’m making no progressCan’t find a will to stay So just forget meAnd watch me drift awayAnother place another timeI’ll be another faceless name But I will… Read More »This city, this place, Is burning down from the inside, an eternal flame. In the hallway where I carve my name, Only to watch it burn away to ashes, nothing left to say.

Her eyes were cobalt red. Her voice was cobalt blue. I see no purple light, Crashing out of you. So just walk on in. Flowers on the razor wire.

Oy Vey! I had a very big burst of creative energy on Monday after work. I spent over 4 hours scouring an old computer for photos I’ve lost when my Facebook got hacked in June… Read More »Her eyes were cobalt red. Her voice was cobalt blue. I see no purple light, Crashing out of you. So just walk on in. Flowers on the razor wire.