Trust in me if you dare, I will give you your flesh's desire, this I swear.
Believe in me and you shall see, grief of your enemies, I will deliver unto thee.
Follow me through the dark, self doubt and pity, is where the distress will start.
Don't worry you can trust me, I have your best interest in mind, you get use to the pain, I'm really very kind.
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Started writing poetry officially in 1991, enjoy reading Edgar Allen Poe, reading and dissecting the Holy Bible, and listening to beautiful/inspiring people. Age has no bearing on creativity. Some of the most beautiful things come from those of much lesser age and life experiences. So listen to those young people!
I didn't want to Think about it - I didn't want to ruminate on it - I just wanted to do it - âĶI didn't want to Think about it - I didn't want to procrastinate on it - I am tired of thinking...
Pushed beyond what this body can take, blurred vision fills my stare, falling in slow motion, no one seeming to care.
The sun has got his hat on Hip hip hip horray The sun has got his hat on And melting the shit away.
The sun has got his hat on hip hip hip horray Lee is just jealous cuz He couldn't come out to play.
There's a ghost in my room, And a Witch on a broom, Vampires under my bed, A headless monster in the shed.
There once was a zombie named Fred. Who did not understand he was dead. But brains he desired, Soft insides required. Best defense. Just lop off his head. Remember this Fred from anywhere?.
Oh glorious puss, with your eyes so bright, inquisitive through and through. What a wonderful thing your senses are, alert and so fine-tuned!.
Upon them the world does turn, For every concept built and learned. And their glory so conceived, That from conviction may be believed, And find the betterment for so yearned..
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