| My dear Roaa and I. I is on the left and Roaa is on the right. |


TweetyTweetyTweety
It sat and waited On the cold earth beneath it Underneath a pleasant night sky Where the birds fly freely And the oceans breeze Would blow itself Towards its weary soul. Tamed by the entertained It struggles to move Wishing to fly in the open sky Yet a force would pull it back as it yearns to unite with those who
float in the open fields
but it cannot even see for those who are free are behind the rusted bars Observe my dear All you ever wanted, Your golden kingdom Whic


PapersPapersPapers
I hold on elegantly To the life of the papers For a second And a moment Within a tea break. I shed a tear Feeling the angry thoughts Stabbing the walls of my morals I clench deeply As I disfigure the chronicle And end the climax I sip the last bit of my Divine Temple And frolic back To my certainty.


Eye Of DamnationEye of DamnationEye Of Damnation
I looked for the damned I searched within. As I forced open The overlapping gates, I stepped far from holes Yet I found myself Still descending. I know The path beneath me Is but a scorpion Poisoning my unbalanced being Yet I lay here to sleep Inhaling the scent Of my ever flowing angst. I breathe the fog As the pain of my wounds Makes me scream whispering lullabies. I glimpse the wanting But I can neither grasp nor see Anything. To the lonely moon I chant And shed glistening sharp t


My Birth AnnulledMy Birth AnnulledMy Birth Annulled
Mama-you said I was a shadow, when I read to you part of my poem. You said I was nothing but the shallow, when I sang to you my favorite song.
Mama-you always screamed angry words; and you said that the Gods were cruel, I thought you had a reason You said They gave me you.
Mama said I was a shadow. I guess I dont have a reflection. She said I am only shallow, never will be near perfection.
Mama cries when I show up at the door she sheds shimmering tears, like me every night when I lay


PuppetThe Clear strings gleam in the moon'sPuppet
bright light. Attached is a breathing soul, alive...as his tears escape from his sorrowful eyes. On the surface of our life's painted stage he is made to entertain pulled to be guided infront of an audience of satisfied puppets.

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a second?
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"Shadow of annoyance -
Ne'er come hither!
...And when He falleth, He falleth like Lucifer,
Ne'er to ascend again..."
--->theatre of tragety-and when he falleth
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"Ladies and gentlemen, suppose I come right out with it and admit to you now, that my old Martian hoax on the radio, was well, not exactly...a hoax."
-Orson Welles
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Thus he died & all the life struggled out of him & as he died he spattered me with the dark red & violent driven rain of bitter savoured blood to make me glad as gardens stand among the showers of God in glory at the birthtime of buds~ Secret History
Aww you are so sweet.
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\"Darling, do you feel, there is a storm coming our way,The burning light between us is already starting to fade
The fire in our hearts is smothered by the rain
and the crimson flame of passion turns into something grey
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Thus he died & all the life struggled out of him & as he died he spattered me with the dark red & violent driven rain of bitter savoured blood to make me glad as gardens stand among the showers of God in glory at the birthtime of buds~ Secret History
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