Drama, mystery, romance and blood all tossed into a blender. Welcome to Riverside.
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While you wait on the final chapter, Kris has been busy writing new songs. Check out her latest lyrics, Necrophiliac, in my book of scrambled unsung poetry, Written in Braille!
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That kiss on my cold lips Is it meant to wake me Hate to break it to ya, babe But that's not how this Demented love story goes Keep swiping those fingertips And no, don't you skip a page
Heart's still pumping Oh, but nothing but black Runs through these veins Yeah, I'm just a stack of bones Held up by worn strings On display, manipulated by a A necro, necrophiliac...
