I saw you on the news again, aiming lies at civilians
You work like a serf to abhor the herd, which was merged by Lords to bore and encore, like a trap door in a dungeon.
What you earth and managed has got me famished, like the dense or pretentious, the meek and the senseless
And type endings to the finest that cry less, the winos that digress, or the shyest who digest
The plate which was purchased, paid to feed liars by the loudest were poisoned by us rebels running incense to the proudest.
Violently passive when distracted, these masses wreck havoc to have their heads handed to them
Sullen sweet to deter, you lure and reserve what is versed or inferred or implied or implored
Like the goodbyed or complied or the ladies waiting with lunacy lining their luxury gowns
Your disheveled and neat demanding appearance has me locked down with pirates and principle pilots
Dulled sick, they spy less, echo with insist, enlist and exist
As terrorists and presidents
Marked with malice making misfits that were mocked and disgraced, maced or laced by daydreams and magicians to assist beggars behind blueprints constructing islands
Which make slaves in to riots that capture journalists under wide tense
To suspend or impend doom sent hell bent by your priestess
You conduct chaos with fast hints, but quit slow when engaged with your conscience
Touched by divine tricks
Decided and destined, best in business
Prince of the wise man
Captain of the compassionate
Comrades with the crack heads singing anthems in kingdoms
We are heartbreakers painting bad graffiti

For you to understand your self-destruction
must I demonstrate
sweet sugary ellipses
to help initiate dreaming
but what if I postpone
and begin to
talk of inanimate objects
ramble meaningless words
would you call me
as I continued
while you goodbyed
must I demonstrate
force fear upon your intestines
for your eyes to open
from your ellipse induced daze?

ZARA! ZARA! he called,
not a single response.
ZARA! ZARA! he called again...
zara looked at his eyes, and went dead all his life..
he screamed as he hugged her,
as if she was going to "respond."
he screamed and kissed her,
as if she was going to feel.
this time,
he lay his head on her chest.
crying, crying, and crying
wishing for this not to really end.
but this time,
zara was for real..
she went dead and will never be back again.
as he was laying his head,
zara was still not there..
zara from up above,
sending tears through rains,
meaning to tell him.
meaning to show him.
meaning to tell him to stop, and realize what he has still not lost.
lightenings occurs
sound of thunder
they all are angers from zara:
"YOU DON'T ONLY MISS ME! BECAUSE I DO TOO. YOU DON'T ONLY MISS ME!BECAUSE I DO MORE THAN YOU DO! YOU DON'T ONLY LOVE ME! BECAUSE I DO MORE AND MORE! YOU DON'T TELL ME DON'T GO! BECAUSE YOU DON'T WANT ME TO! AND AM SORRY I JUST DID AND YOU CAN'T BRING ME BACK! BECAUSE I AM ALREADY GONE! NOTHING CAN BRING ME TO YOU! ONE SHOT IN THE HEART CAN BRING YOU TO MY ARMS. AS I HAVE PROMISED THOSE ENDLESS, TIGHT WARM HUGS.."
he looked at the sky,
shedding tears,
gave a smile,
and send all his love to up above..
so she wont be lonely,
and feel the love he always promised he would give and for her to feel.  
He looked down, and kissed her,
looked at the sky...
and..
goodbyed her.
as he shed his last tears,
her shirt was a big drop of tears..  

-Mila