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Rise Of DarkFeeling the familiar rise inside.. The Dragon... the beast... Its stronger this time... I cannot cage it within myself.. My mortal body now just a weak shell. / I give up, I surrender to its strength. I become nothing more than the shell.. From which the Beast will break free.. Emerging Red eyed, and strong, Covered in impenetrable scales... Safe from all harm. / The rise of dark... The birth of an emotionless thing. This is what I was destined to be.. Emotions replaced by instinct.. A companion no longer a need...
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Mar 26, 2010
_-DiStOrTiOn-_Ignored.... Faceless heads, straining to release Silent screams. Un-mouthed warnings... / Of things to be. Dark.. impenetrable walls... / standing for eternity.. Leaking dark contorted thoughts....
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Mar 26, 2010
Who Am I ?Who Am I? / A single tear, Sharp and clear. / A regret, a mistake.
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Mar 26, 2010
DarknessI saw you in the darkness.. On a long forgotten road... The mist caught the moonlight.. There I saw your soul... / I felt you in the darkness.. Where light can never go.. I heard you whisper through the leaves, Of unseen trees, When the wind would blow.. / You touched me in a hidden place... Of which no one knows... I will look for you, on windy nights.. Beneath the moonlights glow..
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Mar 25, 2010
Pose For MeYou can pose for me. I will paint you with words. Taking what you feel, And making it beautiful, Even all the hurt... / Taking what I know of you, I will mix it with O/our fantasies, Painting them here to be true... You can pose for me.. And I will Make your dreams reality.. / For this is what I do....
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Mar 25, 2010
I Hear.....I Hear..... / The whirrr of the A/C on the rooftop. / The naked man standing on the intake.
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Mar 25, 2010
Sometimes Love Is............Love is a strange thing... Sometimes it screams at you.. Alive and full of passion. Sometimes it whispers softly.. Something comfortable and warm. / Sometimes... / Sometimes.. Its silence.
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Mar 25, 2010
Dark MelodyA Day without you, is an empty thing. As a musician must pause to refrain... I wait... Anxious... For the music... To start again. / To know you, Is to feel complete, and full, With a beautiful song... Then incomplete, and empty... When the music is gone. / A Dark Melody, That stirs my soul... Fills my heart... Leaving loneliness no home. A look in your eyes... A smile... A touch of your hand...
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Mar 25, 2010
StumbledYou stumbled.. fell and skinned your knee. Your mother made it better with a kiss, This is how it is supposed to be. / Then whe you were older... You lived and walked your dreams.. But this time when you stumbled.. It caused your soul to bleed.. / Again your mother fixed it, The only way she knew how.. She convinced you that Dreams your fantasy, were not reality.... no way... no how....
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Mar 25, 2010
A Masters LoveA Masters Love Is selfless sacrifice Long days Talking through sleepless nights / A Masters Love un-dieing, unending, undeterred His love is seen Not only heard / He gives his utmost His blood, and his sweat He gives his all With no regret
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Mar 25, 2010
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