Sleep, dearest creature of the night, you who adores the shining moon, I said to myself as the music began to echo through the room
A nyctophile blood ******* devil, gifted black demonic wings alike a bat when it flies, strengh beyond reason and a tongue full of sick lies,
Yet a ray of sun may be lethal to you, burning you away as if you were paper caught in a firestorm, an inferno of heat, vaporized at last,
Life force relies in blood, impurities of constant change I need since I have already passed away theoretically I am most likely already dead
A music box plays for me alone, transient melodies from the recurring memories of a brighter, vivid past, to which I am are unable to return to,
Ahh, phantoms, a nuisance of the mortal life I have escaped alike the shooting stars over a clear, living,traveling, dark blue night sky
Have I toiled well, hard or long to achieve heaven, yet have become stuck as the devils tool in a illusionary world with no end ?
Flowing water seals me away, I cannot cross when it rains, and need a polite, kind invitement to intrude and cause wicked bloodshed
Sleep, so I may can be innocent until the sun has sunken down to rest,
Slumber,  the world of dreams is free from weaknesses to purification,
With great magic, comes a devils recitation, engaging in a distant dream far beyond the grasp of my crimson, blood drenched hands,
Unable to advance,  shadows of those who have forgotten the fear of darkness spread and creep around, hidden in nights embrace
Empty consciousness I am attracted like a fluttering butterfly to the gentle reflected light by the full moon in its fullest sensation,
Raise this song of love and paint it in a moonlit night for me,
Dance with me, until we aren't part of this world any longer, dear,
Sounds melt into silence, structure forms within chains of destiny,
Even if tomorrow were never to come, I couldn't care less,
For now, just let me rest my eyes

~ Umi

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-Haiku

Sticks and Stones break bones

But words can be quite lethal

Just remember that

-R.

Encased within a gilded cage
With clipped wings as if I could-

-and have no doubt I surely would
take flight as once I surely did, to soar the skies, to taste the winds, to ****** my wings and let the breeze-
-take charge as I let go my fears and let my instincts lead my route.

Above below and through the clouds, I sore to heights so high that man below appear as ants and city lights serve to remind of man whose whims I must abide where I a canary caught in their grasp.

There was a time when I was free to dream of soaring upon crests of wind

And then that time came crashing down within a moment when man set his eyes

That moment when my guards were down

The very moment I lost the freedom I had had

And clipped, my wings, so I would never know the joy of freedom flying to and fro'

If only that was what they had in store perhaps their would remain a glimmer of hope

Alas it wasn't meant to be
I was a sacrifice to what man considered his

To live at all expenses lest within a mine beneath the ground the noxious fumes would dispatch man, their life no more, they all would die

And so it's i within a gilded cage whose mankinds fatal line of defense

And so I'm lowered in my cage
To serve as warning for all those men

Who treat me kind as kind can be
'For they know when I stop to breath they might be next lest they escape

And so now stripped of taking flight
I serve as signal, my death their sign that noxious fumes are deadly know and all they need as proof is I

'For in my cage I'm meant to die which signifies a lethal strike

I am the canary down the mine
My freedom gone all that I have
Is to pray that my death is quick for all my freedom no longer exists.

They said 'fake it till you make it',
but till when will this soul fit in?
Until when must it keep on dying?
When will the passion be revived,
so I can feel I'm really living?

Have I been ungrateful?
No--- please don't say such words.
I've been thinking for years
And those years gone by and I'm still coping.

Searching takes too much time
Would it cost me a lifetime?
To see the world I've been wishing for,
To live without poisonous thoughts.

Lethal Lethal! my words are medieval...What's a church to sinners if there all evil?

Others watch as the camel dives through the eye of a needle

I spit that professor-x direct to your cerebral....am evil Knievel...I jump off my white horse into a pile of beetles my crooked style is...

Lethal...Weapon 5..tell Riggs to put the weapons high..

I call cannabis to the floor to handle this

Fingers bent back, will leave you handless

I cut the lights and blind your brain from your mental manuscript

with no Bic in hand..my words write themselves quicker than quick sand..You must be a toilet because I am The **** man

And sadly I have diarrhea...but strangely I **** hard bars...the size of pizzeria's made of bricks

Now how can you deliver a punch line with a swollen fist?

I quickly rip your lumbar-5 call it open Disc....hope your recording this...

Now watch me, Sammy Sosa, this

**** in the form of words...I'm not sure if this is appropriate...

Keep your eyes open kiddddss!!

That's how the Chinese cookie crumbles, guess that's unfortunate.

I can see the future, it's an anorexic clock your time is running thin.

We were and will always be soul mates and yet,
I need to stay as far away from you as possible.

A criminal with a goal is dangerous. One without any is lethal.