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I can see no moresents drift across in the darksmells like food to me My mouth starts to watermaking already lose teeth loserIt's a risk I'll take Stumbling forward slowlyBitting down I hear a crackNuts, Skull is to hard My teeth drop to floorAs I moan in pain, disgustBugger got away...
Dear listeners in the dark,Can you hear me?Can you see me?Can you feel meMoving ever so closelyInto your ears andBalancing softly inYour dreams? Dear listeners in the dark,Do you feel scared?Do you feel loved?Do you feel anythingIn your emptyBlack mindForming blurry imagesBehind drawn eyes? Dear listeners in the dark,Would you like to scream?Would you like to give in?Would you like to wake upTo fi...
The world cup is where he has to comeArgentine blood runs in his veinsFc Barcelona is his homehe is outisde playing even when it rains The soccer ball is glued to his left footStanding at 5'6, he is very smallon the field, he is as small as a dothe gets passed them even though they are tall Running with his electrifying speed2014 will be his year to winCreating good plays is his only deedNot passi...
Innocent Icarus wings tipped in gold,Yearns towards an impossible goal.Seeing the glory of fiery desire,Blind his he to the heat of the fire. Trusting that such beauty could bring no pain,He forces his wings to resist the strain.He pummels arms trussed in feathers and steel,Knowing how the mighty eagles must feel. He looks and sees his father far below and away,Shouting the danger of the fiery dis...
I want to write a happy poemBecause there's too muchLove in everythingI want to write a sad poemBecause the world is filledWith technicolorI want to write an angry poemBecause our live areMore than they seemI want to write a peaceful poemBecause the peopleJust love to lieI want to write a poemBut there are botEnough words ...
Is there anythingMore addictive than words?We are exposed from birthAnd we never really had a chanceThey are spoken, read, heard, thoughtWe reuse them over and overLike a needleUntil they become clichéWe are drawn into their meaningAnd hooked onto its complexityAnd continue to use them for their simplicityThey make us paranoidAnd we can't restUntil eveylastthinghas a name But then we overdo...
Silent Saga, My Conscience says, I am growing Coming up to the silent patch while rowing Silence is deep like ocean's trench Enchanting wisdom from ancient sageThe journey was rough but worth the peace I reached.From the road of broken dreams Entangled in troubled mind it seemsDarkness creeps in, and shadows grewIts was a long battle I fought and only few kn...
Goliath and David (Darims' shame) Here stands Goliath mightiest of heroes,Lord knight commander, strikes fear in all foes.Standing tall, armoured in bronze and gold,Wielding his sword deaths' justice ‘tis told. Before him strides 'Darim' shield man, guard,Taking blows of anger given so hard.Meant for his lord all attacks he did catch,Never failing to receive and offering ful...
Howl! As the full moon rises, I tilt my head back,Closing my luminescent eyes,The presser begins to billed,I can feel it as it moves through my body,The Song starts low deep in my throat,But soon I change the pitch,It flows for me,So sweet a sound,This night I sing,For the world to hear,This night I howl,With my pack beside me,Are song never wavers,We are what we are,And ...
I haven't yet: lived made myself vulnerable told her 'I love you'I haven't yet: allowed myself to feel allowed myself to desire allowed myself to wantI haven't yet: had to dry my eyes from all the tears had to slap my knees from all the l...