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Patrick McCombs Nov 2010
The black dragon of the eternal night
Flies over the world of light
It walks the earth enraged
Finally free of its cage
It drains the light from the sky
All that lives is sure to die
The bonds have been broken
The gates of karrin are now open
The blood will run deep
People will forever deep
But a sword will emerge
To enact a purge
To slay the dark
To erase its mark
We cling to this bead of hope
As we measure our rope
Patrick McCombs Oct 2010
Go out into the rain
Warm drizzle going down the drain
Laugh a little,dance a little ,live a lot
Get soaking wet, who needs a dry spot
The water comes down heavy in places
Things so blurry its hard to see faces
Lighting flash and thunder roar
laugh for more
When you get you always get dry
There is always time to cry
But this is not it
Rain that looks like spit
It starting to stop
You're as damp as a used mop
But your fine with that
You shake off at the welcome mat.
Patrick McCombs Oct 2010
All the birds do sing
They sing about everything and anything
They are simply  hollow words
Sung by cute little birds
Floating through the peoples ears
Bringing smiles and calming fears
The birds work is never done
Because happiness is a loaded gun
But all the birds still fly around
Never allowed to touch the ground
They are to happy for such a fate
They wouldn't make it in the gate
They simply are and that's enough
Made of marshmallows and fluff
Patrick McCombs Oct 2010
Tiny beads of fine sand
Run laughing through my hand
Right here at the beach
With everything within reach
My shovel and pail
The ground so frail
The constant roar
The birds all soar
Sandwiches with a crunch
Always make a good lunch
Salt fresh in the air
Floating by a sand castle lair
Everything seems so right
Sleeping adults kids in fright
Of the advancing tide
Little ***** that try to hide
All the kids come for the day
they always want to stay
The calm whistle of the breeze
The ice cream that always seems to please
The laughter of children floats about
Its a happy place no doubt
Filled with beach towels and old books
To those secret rock nooks
The beach holds many mysteries
Each with its own history
Patrick McCombs Oct 2010
My words wrapped in a chain
Restricting my choked refrain
Fear the words i say
Cutting deep into your way
The Warm blood spills
Take it away before it refills
The blood of the fearful,the blood of the sheep
It's for them we weep
You are leeches that **** out our blood
Leaving us in **** and mud
Were taking it all back
Before it turns black
Tangling us in your web of lies
We see through your disguise
We know what you are
You've made it this far
The grass will still grow
And the wind will still blow
But you will be gone and forgotten
Dead decayed and rotten
A new day will dawn
We will stay and you will be gone
Patrick McCombs Oct 2010
I love the way you smile.
But girl its been awhile
Were just loafing on this grassy hill
I can never get my fill
Sensations of soft lips lingers
A knot of interlocking fingers
Jesus Christ I've missed you
And your eyes of pure blue
You've been so far away
But in my head every day
You whisper softly in my ear
Your motives are clear
I look into your eyes your soul
You are the piece that makes me whole
Our lips softly touch and touch.
I feel you smiling its all too much
We slowly pull apart
Its been a long start
We laugh and softly smile
Its just our style
The stars watch over head
The grass and flowers hears all that is said
Our bodies so close and hot
A type of closeness that is sought
A type of love that will last
Love that is present future and past.
Patrick McCombs Oct 2010
A draft floats down the hall
All the floor boards groan
The leaves are turned, its fall
The birds have all flown
Its time to change
Were just made of lines of words
To simply exist is so strange
Striking so many different chords
Wishing you could sleep your troubles away
To dream a new land
To make it a new and exciting day
To hear a new band
No longer the same boring routine
But that is neither here nor there  
We are still here in this scene
Living with the utmost care
But the winds of change are blowing
And dreams are but the blueprints for life
So let the dreams start flowing
No time for such strife
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