She shot into the sky
Her eyes alight
Her fingers shooting
Bullets of light

Viens!

The planet of Peace welcomes you

Before you pass through the gates

Put all your hate, grief, envy and anger into the box.

Put your soul in the box next to it,

For two days you must leave your body and your soul bare

Your past actions  must be reflected upon

Now..

You are cleansed-

Excuse me Ms.Seraphina!

You have a note from yourself

It reads:

We'll meet on the reflection of our river

~ xoxo, S

Lovely crazy fox man
Swinging through the forest
I have a special spot for you
By the Hanging Tree

Lovely little Lizzie
Sit right beside me
I have a special seat for you
By the Hanging Tree

Crazy little fox man
I know you love her
There is no else above her
So do this special deed

Pretty little Lizzie
Do you know he loves you ?
There is no one else above you
He'll love you till he bleeds

Crazy ol' fox man
They're about to lynch me
**** everybody
Then you'll have her heart

Lovely little Lizzie
Chop your mommy and daddy
**** everybody
Then you'll have his heart

Lovely crazy fox man
Pretty little Lizzie
They love each other
In sweet insanity

Haven't you heard
Of the two faces
Of Earth?
Towards the west
You'll see her mot horrendous

Where the monochrome
Roads represent
Her parched tongue
That dries out
Day by day

And her pastel
pink cheeks
Lose their color
While her leafy green hair
Gets cut everyday


When she breathes out
Filmy grey exhaust
Replaces the frothy white
Clouds that she wishes
Would become hers

Her sky blue eyes
Ones nobody
Doon't recognize anymore
Have become dark and dull
And an dreary aubergine

As her tears
Leave ***** trails
Across her cheeks
Trails of plastic bottles and
Papers tossed away

Move to the south
Where the yellow sun
Becomes the second face's smile
Tinkling dandelion seeds are her laugh

Rolling spring green hills
Are the curls of her hair
And the oceans are her swimming pool

But when she sees
Her other half
With every beat of their volcanic heart
Both won't live

I'm scared to go to sleep,

incase tonight my end I meet.

Why is it always just before bed,

that things start happening in my head?

I can feel it coming,

my head starts humming,

but it never gives me time,

to call out or give a sign.

if I'm lucky and someone is there,

I feel happier because I know they care.

you see, I can still hear everything that is said,

even though other things are going on in my head.

I wish they would find a cure,

then I wouldn't have to worry any more.

Then I could go out and play,

knowing I would be seizure free everyday.