Fly, Dragonfly, fly!
Spread your wings and flex your tail
take off to the skies, follow the blowing winds!
Leave behind the Wicked Men of Hollowing Trail
and escape the poisons of their worded sins
Fly, Dragonfly, fly!

Race, Dragonfly, race!
Sweep your wings back against the windy skies
Let your heart propel your spirited sprint faster! Faster!
Escape from the Forest of Unnerving Lies
and the creatures of the Lost Souled *******
Race, Dragonfly, race!

Hunt, Dragonfly, hunt!
Beat your wings to the sounds of the butterflies
Feed your hunger for protecting the meek
with the haunting taste of Honey-Soaked Flies
and the sting of Sugar-Coated Bees
Hunt, Dragonfly, hunt!

Rest, Dragonfly, rest!
Allow the venom to still your beatful wings
Let the swift death claim a Hero's life
Beckon the Raven of Heaven to blissfully sing
to the tune of the Stalking Sparrow's whistling knife
Rest, Dragonfly, rest!

Twisting painlessly, yet uncomfortable under these wings
of angels and Mary, Him and His cross
No feeling of love, no feeling of help
No relief from the tormenting thoughts
twirling under the duress of nothing
Words waning into the void in the back of my mind
and in time, singing empty silence of the devoid
Lost, staring at the ceiling as one would read a book
tuning out the world and focused on symbols written on parchment
Turning pages with my eyes, reading each line
Each chapter different
Learning, speaking to you with ears open, seeking your words out of the sky
Yearning, burning desire that leaks into my pores, causing motionless sweat
Hurting, the chapter that is reread with despair
and I read with emotions splayed for those to see
who would dare look into my eyes in my moment of private consultation?
For if you so choose to look without breaking my silence, you would see
the strings attached to my chest, playing my mind like a puppet
tugging my heart with each excruciating word that runs through my mind
a pain like a scar; too much to bare but you press it anyway
And as I sit in this room, thinking such things
near tears and ready to disappear
I realize that these spread angel wings are not for me
and the ****** is ****** no longer
His son is the one that loved us
as proof that he hangs no longer
But He doesn't cry for me, and these prayers go unanswered
These screams of love have yet to cease, and we aren't any closer
Half a country away from your touch and your love
seems much farther away to me
then the touch of angels on a endless sea
where the Holy child sleeps in Heaven above

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Aroma of sweat in the aura of ***
Sounds of vibrations mutter a hex
Lungs breathe shallow sighs of death
As curses are moaned in hollow breaths
Give and give, the ***** deeds done
Little beads vanish until there're none
Quivering smiles held under gasping lung
From the sting of whips and praise unsung
                                                           Chains and cuffs
                                                ****** and leather stuffs
Inhale in pleasure, Exhale in pain
Bruises covered in blissful vain
Blood and sweat mixed in Sin
Exhaustion staved by a ****** again
Red and battered across swollen breast
Time to relax and let the Devil do the rest

Violets are red
Roses are blue
Gloves are for feet
Hands go in shoes
Pants hang on flagpoles
Flags hang out of pants
Water is for mopping
Save it on fake plants
Hungry people eat
Starving people starve
Recycled paper saved the forest
Just another product to be carved
Park benches are for bums
Parking lots are for the homeless
Raise taxes to give to the needy
Makes more people jobless
Live flowers to the die-ing
Dead flowers to the sewer
Ghosts are imaginary
Walk around the grave to be sure
Bomb at home injures just one
Mass riots ensues
Bomb at the neighbors kills hundreds
Lets review the latest shampoos
Rap is black
Country is red
The old live longer
But the schools are dead
Think outside the box
Draw inside the lines
I'll make my own indecisions
And let my own colors shine

I take a sip
and quickly spit
  your poisoned words
                      I can't handle it
   You make me sit
and you speak too quick
         but I'm so **** bored
                      'cuz I don't give a ****
       You speak your mind
                       and I give you time
         but I don't think I
                               can take another hit
of these ******* up lies
       that mesmerize
               dressed with lace
                           and sporting black ties
            But I'm not a twit
like those other guys
    You think you're slick
           laying it on thick
                      but this compassionate skit
           just makes me sick
and I've got a surprise
                                      you misguided little *****
See, you tore down my walls
        to rebuild it with lies
and you gave me a kick
         straight to the sides
                 But those torn walls left bricks
       scattered besides
and I've grabbed hold of a decent one
                                and I'm aiming between those eyes
So say our good-byes
                         and lets get on with our lives
             before I explode in a flurry of words
    that will leave a mark between your eyes