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Brendan Thomas May 2014
I love the dark
It's when I come alive
I don't feel so contained

I do anything
My devilish heart desires
No regrets

Darkness puts all the "happy"things
To bed,"nighty night"
Here comes the moon
Gotta go now
Bye bye
Brendan Thomas May 2014
I hope that you're happy
You know who you are

You've driven our fair angel
Away from our hearts

She's leaving us all
Because of a few

I tried to persuade her
I don't know what to do

A heart that is pure
Is easily hurt

Her heart was ripped out
And thrown in the dirt

I think I can say for everyone here
All of us shall miss you
You're beautiful my dear!
You will be missed incredibly!
Brendan Thomas May 2014
The time now upon us
Great prophets foresaw

Country against country
Disregard for the law

Blood will be shed
Blood and tears fill the streets

A God looking down
Does no more than weep

A world he created
Will extinguish itself

Now this will happen
If we don't have his help

One thing I remember
And remember it well

He only helps those
Who help themselves

Now it's our problem
And we must find a cure

We all need to listen
And hear what is pure
Brendan Thomas May 2014
I got too high
Floated up in the sky

Saw my heart below
It started to rain

Down I came
Ever so gently

I rested on
A weeping willow

When I woke up
My head was on my pillow
Brendan Thomas Apr 2014
C= my style that's constant
V= various topics I choose
T= time that it takes


Now let's do the math


C(same ****** style)+V(various ****)- T(time that's spent)=Q
                                                        ­                                                 That one's for quit!
Brendan Thomas Apr 2014
I feel partly alive
But mostly feel dead

Wish that that bullet
Didn't just graze my head

I stick me with needles
I snort up my nose

That's when I don't know
Where my mind really goes

At least it's not here
But somewhere at peace

I know that place
Is waiting for me

I'll be there soon
I try not to dwell

But the outlook for me
Does not look that well
Brendan Thomas Apr 2014
I'd love to hop a train
To see where it goes

Close my eyes and sit back
Hear the wind blow

Watch the country flow by
I swim through the fields

I float through the valleys
Upon many wheels

Somewhere my journey
Will end I'm quite sure

I hope to end
Where the air is still pure
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