Prayer for the LostStar light, burning bright Morning sky, killing night Shades retreat, life complete If you were to fall from grace, End this pitiful race One act of kindness, disappear. Filthy light, most unwanted, Appear no more; let us fill our days With shadow, dance and lovely song Dirges for the vile sunrise Rejoicing in our newfound glory No more burning light No more blinding light Shadows to hide Darkness to comfort An end to pain Enterance to EternityPrayer for the Lost
Burning AgonyThere is peace in death And passion in pain. Love burns the soul, Breaks past walls of thoughtBurning Agony
Leaves breathing corpses, Ignites pyres of lust That burn bright and long And leave cold darkness. A simple touch can turn a heart Drive mad the calmest sage, A kiss will crumble castles, Destroy man and beast and stone. These things and more are true of love Fell promises and soothing whispers. Pain and fire wait for all, But none would be without them.
Far ApartWant you, Need you, Have to feel your caress The touch of beauty, hot as a knife, Eyes meeting, met, lockedFar Apart
The smallest glimpse, but a glance Nothing more, nothing less Brings my soul to my knees Makes veins pulse, blood race
Reaching out, reaching to find That which runs, rampant and unbidden through all of my thoughts, all of my mind Reaching, never to find
My heart cries in silence, My soul hidden in shadows I hate what I have become, this corrupting beast All I touch turns to ash
I turn and go, back to where I belon
Walking Deadflick. a spark. liquid gas catches the heat, burns bright as the flame touches the paper, suction a living corpse inhaling gaseous death exhale, blue smoke leaving black lungs a dead heart beats blood through veins a heart attack that caused no pain an attack on a heart that left it dead but still beating.Walking Dead
Love Becomes Thy Belief'What is thy name?’ I heard myself ask. 'My name is Love,' answered the stranger. 'You are Lie and Deceit,' I replied back,Love Becomes Thy Belief
'because Love is already dead.' ''Tis true I am Lie and Deceit,' He replied,
'But I am Love in the form you believe in thine’s defeated eyes.'
04/16/06
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The Greeks had only one question for life before death: Did it have passion?
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One day I shall sit atop a throne of fortune. Guarded on all sides by blades of reputation.
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