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willy-knight
Russian i started writing to get rid of unwanted stress, and to help forget painful memories
I quit, I quit, I just plain quit I try to help & i get yelled at ignored cussed at. I quit, I quit, I just plain quit they say that they send the white coats after me with straight jackets, pills, & needles. I quit, I quit, I just plain quit Its not worth it in the end it comes with grief, mistrust, misery, & heartache. I quit, I quit, i just plain quit I know how it feels to hold onto it, to hide it, to ignore it, to dismiss it. I quit, I quit, I just plain quit I am at my limits, the pains to much, the yelling is to much, the heartache is to much. I quit, I quit, I just plain quit so white coats come, come with your pills, come with your straight jackets, come with your therapy, come with your needles. I quit, I quit, I just plain quit so come and get me already
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Jul 18, 2010
Jul 18, 2010 at 2:21 AM UTC
I quit
My Blood Burns, as the Call Comes My Blood Burns, as I Listen My Blood Burns, as the Family is Hurt My Blood Burns, as I Scream My Blood Burns, as the Order is Issued My Blood Burns, as I Tense in Anticipation My Blood Burns, as You Ask my Opinion My Blood Burns, as I Call for War My Blood Burns, as I Ready for Battle My Blood Burns, as the Lines are Drawn My Blood Burns, as I Chose my Target My Blood Burns, as I Call for Revenge My Blood Burns, as I Wait for the Inevitable My Blood Burns, as the Fight Begins My Blood Burns, as I Spill their Blood My Blood Burns, as I Lose Control
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Jun 4, 2010
Jun 4, 2010 at 8:08 AM UTC
My Blood Burns
"See! warp is stretched For warriors' fall, Lo! weft in loom 'Tis wet with blood; Now fight foreboding, 'Neath friends' swift fingers, Our grey woof waxeth With war's alarms, Our warp bloodred, Our weft corseblue. "This woof is y-woven With entrails of men, This warp is hardweighted With heads of the slain, Spears blood-besprinkled For spindles we use, Our loom ironbound, And arrows our reels; With swords for our shuttles This war-woof we work; So weave we, weird sisters, Our warwinning woof. "Now Warwinner walketh To weave in her turn, Now Swordswinger steppeth, Now Swiftstroke, now Storm; When they speed the shuttle How spearheads shall flash! Shields crash, and helmgnawer On harness bite hard! "Wind we, wind swiftly Our warwinning woof Woof erst for king youthful Foredoomed as his own, Forth now we will ride, Then through the ranks rushing Be busy where friends Blows blithe give and take. "Wind we, wind swiftly Our warwinning woof, After that let us steadfastly Stand by the brave king; Then men shall mark mournful Their shields red with gore, How Swordstroke and Spearthrust Stood stout by the prince. "Wind we, wind swiftly Our warwinning woof. When sword-bearing rovers To banners rush on, Mind, maidens, we spare not One life in the fray! We corse-choosing sisters Have charge of the slain. "Now new-coming nations That island shall rule, Who on outlying headlands Abode ere the fight; I say that King mighty To death now is done, Now low before spearpoint That Earl bows his head. "Soon over all Ersemen Sharp sorrow shall fall, That woe to those warriors Shall wane nevermore; Our woof now is woven. Now battlefield waste, O'er land and o'er water War tidings shall leap. "Now surely 'tis gruesome To gaze all around. When bloodred through heaven Drives cloudrack o'er head; Air soon shall be deep hued With dying men's blood When this our spaedom Comes speedy to pass. "So cheerily chant we Charms for the young king, Come maidens lift loudly His warwinning lay; Let him who now listens Learn well with his ears And gladden brave swordsmen With bursts of war's song. "Now mount we our horses, Now bare we our brands, Now haste we hard, maidens, Hence far, far, away."
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Apr 26, 2010
Apr 26, 2010 at 10:58 AM UTC
Battle song for Valkyries
"See! warp is stretched For warriors' fall, Lo! weft in loom 'Tis wet with blood; Now fight foreboding, 'Neath friends' swift fingers, Our grey woof waxeth With war's alarms, Our warp bloodred, Our weft corseblue. "This woof is y-woven With entrails of men, This warp is hardweighted With heads of the slain, Spears blood-besprinkled For spindles we use, Our loom ironbound, And arrows our reels; With swords for our shuttles This war-woof we work; So weave we, weird sisters, Our warwinning woof. "Now Warwinner walketh To weave in her turn, Now Swordswinger steppeth, Now Swiftstroke, now Storm; When they speed the shuttle How spearheads shall flash! Shields crash, and helmgnawer On harness bite hard! "Wind we, wind swiftly Our warwinning woof Woof erst for king youthful Foredoomed as his own, Forth now we will ride, Then through the ranks rushing Be busy where friends Blows blithe give and take. "Wind we, wind swiftly Our warwinning woof, After that let us steadfastly Stand by the brave king; Then men shall mark mournful Their shields red with gore, How Swordstroke and Spearthrust Stood stout by the prince. "Wind we, wind swiftly Our warwinning woof. When sword-bearing rovers To banners rush on, Mind, maidens, we spare not One life in the fray! We corse-choosing sisters Have charge of the slain. "Now new-coming nations That island shall rule, Who on outlying headlands Abode ere the fight; I say that King mighty To death now is done, Now low before spearpoint That Earl bows his head. "Soon over all Ersemen Sharp sorrow shall fall, That woe to those warriors Shall wane nevermore; Our woof now is woven. Now battlefield waste, O'er land and o'er water War tidings shall leap. "Now surely 'tis gruesome To gaze all around. When bloodred through heaven Drives cloudrack o'er head; Air soon shall be deep hued With dying men's blood When this our spaedom Comes speedy to pass. "So cheerily chant we Charms for the young king, Come maidens lift loudly His warwinning lay; Let him who now listens Learn well with his ears And gladden brave swordsmen With bursts of war's song. "Now mount we our horses, Now bare we our brands, Now haste we hard, maidens, Hence far, far, away."
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the rain pounds hard on the street and the lightening brightens the midnight sky. we spend a moment alone and a moment together before the light fills the sky again, revealing us to the world. just one kiss from you is all i wish. but dare i threaten the chance of you leaving. here is my change... and don't think, let it happen.
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Apr 17, 2010
Apr 17, 2010 at 10:05 PM UTC
Dont Think
will it end the pain of not having you of not talking to you will it end the suffering will it end the loneliness will the empty hole i have ever fill will it end all the pain of not having you
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Apr 10, 2010
Apr 10, 2010 at 10:54 PM UTC
will it end
I want to thank you because you were their for me when the ***** hit, the names were said, the pain grew you were their for me and asked nothing in return I want to thank you because you were my support, my friend, the wind to my wings I want to thank you because you were being you, and without you i wouldn't be me.
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Mar 28, 2010
Mar 28, 2010 at 8:23 PM UTC
thank you my friend
to question ones own sanity goes against humanity to question ones own resolve goes against sanity to question ones own willpower goes against resolve to lose ones own willpower it to lose all to lose all is to die
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Mar 28, 2010
Mar 28, 2010 at 8:11 PM UTC
questions
the screams come and i forget the whispers come and i listen the pain comes and i cry the tears come and i remember the hell you caused i want to forget but i cant the pain comes back when you say you love me why cant you hide just a little bit longer i want a little more sanity why cant you hide a little bit longer i want to know why the screams come and i forget the whispers come and i try to fight it the pain comes and i cry the tears come and i had enough of the hell you caused i am tired of forgetting, i want it to quit
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Mar 28, 2010
Mar 28, 2010 at 12:30 PM UTC
im tired of it