A true Eden0 Grand mountains bear snow caped peaks, a winter blanket So tall it could touch the heavens and casts a watchful eye on the valley below From grassy plains to fast treetops, a vision like no other Streams so clear, a ripply glass mirrorA true Eden
This place, a wonder of this world It lives, see it move with the life of gods creatures It breathes, from gentle breeze and galenite winds Forever growing, forever untouched by the hand of man It is mine, locked away in my mind
My special place
My oasis
My eden
Blood PassionSo dark is my vision, unguided path I walk Blood boils in my veins, arrow eyes split the black My jaw is sore, a mandible clawBlood Passion
It has been so long since the last time Razor fangs sink into my bottom lip
A sweet nectar fills my mouth Love at first bite I become weak at the knees It fills me, fuels me My body taken over with midnight passion She does not speak, as I feed off her blood Bubbling with air from her lung I was taken at first taste I bring her in closer, ever so closer A coil of love warped in ravens wings Drink her in, shadowed figures on my
Final thoughtsLong walk today, sun beats down upon us beads of sweat roll down my face Signs of my struggleFinal thoughts
Long walk today, heat waves ripple on sandy horizons
My boots sink as they thump the dirt and yellow sands Uniform of brown and gold, soaked in blood and sweat
A symbol of my duty
Long walk today, only hear groans of pains from my men the heat takes it toll, everyone is a blurred victim Sweat in my eyes, Cant see much The sand is a mirror, a sparkling landscape
Long walk today, A forced march, my mind switched off Its so hot
so hot
Dark MasterAre we not puppets of unseen hands? Do we act out a play that has been set on the stage of life? Man ponders such things only to be lost somewhere along the lines.Dark Master
A fleeting moment in time as sword bores its way into the very being of man. As our souls pour out are we not right to question this god like logic.
Can we not see the ropes, which bind us to our written roles?
What will man become once he has cut the strings and answers to no master. Free, would he speak his mind of which has been caged for so long? Would not his words free battered souls from their solitude or would it invoke the
Another Day, Another FacadeYou stare into the mirror, Attempting to position your mask, Trying to hide who you really are, The mask has a permanent smile, And never shows people that your feeling down,Another Day, Another Facade
Every illusion, Every Lie, Are just another layer of plastic, This mask hides your fears, This facade hides your tears, And your just acting your life away,
Time and time again, The mask goes on, Slowly the facade starts destroying, Whom you really are, Your life becomes the mask,
In time the mask melds with your skin, And it turns into your face, Wh
The Last to know, The first to throw a fist
Optimism
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They won't go away even when the drugs say
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They won't go away even when the drugs say
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They won't go away even when the drugs say
sincerly yours
Mr James Brown
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They won't go away even when the drugs say
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They won't go away even when the drugs say
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They won't go away even when the drugs say
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They won't go away even when the drugs say
do you miss dog
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