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    Fates Warning

    Blood feeds the flames while the thunder roars Gained obdurate emotions with all pleas ignored Through ages of pain animosity sores No more delays It's time to settle the score Enormal hatred rises to rule once more Lifeless faces stare out from Deaths door When blood feeds the...
    Spitbak Spitbak
    46-50, M
    1 Response Jul 30, 2011

    The Deep End

    Mommy.....mommy..... I left the shore,I swam too far I'm for the sharks and other fishes to devour Mommy....mommy.... You'll never see me again,touch me hear me,know me,I am lost at sea I'm in the deep end drowning Yes,I'm tired....yes,I'm sinking I am surfing the murky waves I...
    Spitbak Spitbak
    46-50, M
    1 Response Aug 1, 2011

    The Name

    His name whispers in the sun fake I woke up meaningful numbers Ten swallowed messages to break ‘Read enough “Razors and dumpsters” We’ll be soon in spring, and softer You know, your father’s Gulliver What the hell this animal said? There’s something blinking in my...
    deleted deleted
    26-30
    Jun 16, 2012

    Her song She plays her skin,

    like a violin, and the bow is made of metal. One cut, two cuts, three cuts, four... Her feelings start to settle. Her song is one of sadness. Of sorrow and of guilt. She begs for their forgiveness, with the blood that she has spilt. Did they realize they had hurt her? That...
    lecksierae lecksierae
    18-21, F
    Dec 9, 2014

    Aprils Fools

    Planet earth,why golly gee Where the only green is easy money I don't care who lives or dies The corperate ladder I must climb Where to start well I don't know I start to feel the fever flow "Pass my favorite chainsaw son" 1000 cords,the day is done I'll rip a hole into the sky...
    Spitbak Spitbak
    46-50, M
    1 Response Jul 31, 2011

    Anonymous Father

    I saw a footprint on the floor, Like on the beach, but at my door. ‘Took my mail and sat at my PC. The geeks always know you better. Maybe I should fly a charter? The truth is a flashlight on TV. Anonymous father is in the limelight. My brain is a chain of pictures, Most of...
    deleted deleted
    26-30
    Jun 16, 2012

    Untitled

    Flowers blossomed everywhere The air is so sweet It nearly smells candies The blue butterflies share Love liquor on the white sheet So warm, so warm, a little breeze And it is… it is… Count until it’s nearly full Nineteen, twenty, twenty one Ever been the more beautiful...
    deleted deleted
    26-30
    Jun 16, 2012

    Eyes close conditioning of the brainwash begins

    & for some they'll never wake up before it ends. Some become puppets to carry out the plan turning most from God & making them worship man. Media is the sheeple's drug addiction taking them away from God's word & leading them to satan's fiction. Eyes that are open are never...
    DaCreativeChild DaCreativeChild
    22-25, F
    1 Response Dec 8, 2014

    The Brightest Day

    I hear the world alive, so white, Left hand cupped, looking for a cure, Chinese lanterns, try to be pure, Humble the bird flies, rape me quiet. The blue bathroom I’m a child I’m too old Break my soul I’m the devil. One umbrella, blood memory, Have no guilt I was never...
    deleted deleted
    26-30
    Jun 16, 2012

    The Deep End

    Mommy.....mommy..... I left the shore,I swam too far I'm for the sharks and other fishes to devour Mommy....mommy.... You'll never see me again,touch me hear me,know me,I am lost at sea I'm in the deep end drowning Yes,I'm tired....yes,I'm sinking I am surfing the murky waves I...
    Spitbak Spitbak
    46-50, M
    2 Responses Aug 1, 2011
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