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Brendan Thomas Mar 2014
A caged tiger am I
My running days through
My eyes are now lifeless
My soul has died too

The fight gone from my spirit
I slumber through life
I peer through the bars
When I wake in the night

The time has come
Should I lie down and die?
Or should I keep surviving
As the days pass me by

Of one thing I am certain
One thing I know is true
One day these bars on my cage will rust
And I will slip right through.
Brendan Thomas Mar 2014
Rising from the gates of Hell
The ancient angel Gabriel
He who first locked up the beast
To give the world its time of peace

Now the angel once again
Had the keys in his hands
To loose the beast upon the world
His time has come, his flag unfurled

A thousand years has been given he
By the one who made the keys
But when his reign is finally through
Back through the gates of Hell to his doom

He cannot win and this he knows
His aim to take as many souls
With him when he goes back to Hell
The most beautiful angel, before he fell.
Brendan Thomas Mar 2014
Saturday morning
and my love has gone
From my bed she left
with the approach of dawn

The sunrise bittersweet

beauty for the eyes
lonely for my heart
Will my love come back
I knew not from the start

Only time will tell.
Brendan Thomas Mar 2014
The girl from Mumbai
had beautiful eyes
they could peer into your soul
as through a window

Different lives
worlds apart
the girl from Mumbai
had stolen his heart

Not meant to be
never to meet
the girl with those eyes,
from Mumbai and he.
Brendan Thomas Mar 2014
I look at my town
in the dark
and the snow,
My breath making clouds
because it's so cold

I wonder what tomorrow
will have for surprise
couldn't be worse than today
for today I despised

Tomorrow's are better
you can always start new
tomorrow's are for doing
the things you want to do.
Brendan Thomas Feb 2014
Heart full of anger
Outside shows love
Easily tricked
Think they're the one

One day see past it
Now know who you are
I cannot forgive this
You left such a scar

A scar on the soul can never be healed
You go through the motions
But,still cannot feel
Everything's "me", "my" and "mine" now
And I guess it always was.
Brendan Thomas Feb 2014
Hustle and flow of the city at night
Everything so wild
Party till four
Probably should go to sleep

People still busy
Nobody stops
The city keeps them going
Insane life

Ride the Subway
Check out a game
MY LIFE
INSANE
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