Bring the Worst
By derrick Beckman...

Give, Give, Give, your hands held out for more
Take, Take, Take, you leave my heart tore...

Jack and jill ran up a hill
To Fitch some gold and sliver...

Lord Shadow Part I
Phobia, yes, that is what is around me, Sh! What...

Mary, Mary, quite contrary
How do you wickedness grow...

I can’t feel anyone on my shoulder
Years have passed and now I’m older...

How can I be happy, when all I feel is pain
Watching walk around, maybe one day with a...