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Sometimes enlightenment. Can feel like a punishment. You can never not know. What you all ready do. You can never forget. Knowledge causing upset. You can never unwind. The pre-existing time.
And the history books Forgot about us And the bible didn't mention us But they built us a statue On a hill Saying we were the greatest We had the will To do what our hearts said Screw the rest...
Close your eyes, let it all slowly fade away. Drift over you. I’ll be standing behind you, gentle arms around you, tell you it’ll all be okay.
What I want and need most in this life is something that stays. Something that I can always look back into. Go back into when everything else go on their own way and disappears. People change.
Take me away from the sunshine, To a place where no-one goes. Where the day is the nighttime, Then no-one has to, Paint me a way through my lifetime, Then I can let you know.
As I fall There's no one there to catch me. As I breathe The air seems cold and stale. As I blink I feel I've missed something. As I listen All I hear is defending silence.
M oan, again. why not . O r maybe you could groan. A gain, why stop . N egativity, what a tone. E verything is bad enough, R eally, you've got to moan. look, now I'm bloody doing it.
As the sorrowful, blackened sky dips into the jouful warmth of the golden sun each day, the bird will fly again. It will spread its feathers - soft and fragile - to reach for the zenith of his dreams.
Tomorrow, won't you wait for me.
I'm the cause of the mists, I'm the cause of that steam. I'm the cause of those waves, That disrupt and cloud your dreams.
Needs a little work I think Remembered for never Lived forever, Happy Nobody cares about the losers, why would they when they have winners to admire and respect.
Sunrise man Hey, sunrise man Your time will come To catch the stars Upon a new, bright light. Sunrise man Oh, sunrise man I know of your longing To see her again And you will, in the deep dark dark.
#macdoom challenge The end is nigh, Just three days to go; Will we disappear in a fire ball, Or burn real slow. The end of the world, The dawn of doom; Will we ever see, The light of the moon.
#opussweeklychallenge When I opened my eyes I woke up And isn't that The most horrible Nightmare of all.
I wish life could remain just a mystery. Not planned out to become just history. When did the time of the unknown become old. To remain in books with pages to unfold. Where did all of that magic go.
I'm a fire. I'll build your. Pyre. I'll set your heart aflame. I'm a sea. Come lay next to. Me. And I'll whisper to you your name. This name rings truth. For age and. Youth. This name is yours alone.
I have no time it is not mine, It flees away so swiftly. With hands I grasp As it rushes past, It simply slips right past me. To halt its course My will enforce, From its stream to be free.
Just so you know, sometimes it's worthless to waste your time, but usually that time wasn't worth a thing. A bunny hops. That's what it does some times okay. The happiness eats away the pain.
Life isn't like, you expect it to be. People suffer, not everyone's happy. People are ill. People are dying. People are starving. Some people can't help it. People are cutting. People are murdering.
He hissed alongside the best of them Malignant to the bone But behind that rib cage strangely lacking Lies a heart, not yet stone Tortured souls, hung up, It isn't like he cares He simply strides...
Am I in the back of your mind. Do you think I follow behind. Are you scared of my presence. Worried of my sour essence. I'm here to take your friends away, Starting with the eldest, day by day.
I don't leave footprints where ever I go. I know because if I do they will discover me. Ever since the beautiful incident that people around me call life, I don't want anybody to know who I really...
What is love But the absence of hate. An echoing void Into which we create What is love But a pardon of sin. A feeble excuse For those of our kin What is love Is it lust, is it more.
I don’t think you fully understand what I’ve been saying, I guess I waste my time. And all the games that life has had me playing make me wonder how to reap back time.