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Criminal I reach out to you And embrace nothing. I see you laughing While my face Lies in the dirt.   Your disdain knows no bounds, I hear her hounds; Revenge is slow but certain. Lift the curtain, Look beyond the world Laid before you!   You must choose, Or else soon loose. Take a path, Raise your ax, Take the final step.   There is nothing left To slow you down. There are no sounds, No shrieking sirens. Now go forth, fight them!   Name Your Game! “For once, I won’t say your name! For once, I won’t play...

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Dead Ones   Life is but a passing shadow. A new age, a new world, a new dream. Time and time again, I seek solace in my solitude. But alas, the world finds me.   Perhaps, I should become A renunciate, a nun, A priest or a beggar.  Yet, even in that form Life finds me.   I detest life, Because I am dead. To be dead While living Is a torment I desire upon everyone.   Only when all become Like the dead ones. Can my life be done.   Fragment I cannot stand Living like this anymore!! Day...

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Orquidia This Fein lives on others, It requires their blood, their life. Their self-sacrifice, Cannot suffice this parasite.   In the end it reborn Red, and crimson,  Known for her cunning And self-mortal clash.   Such rare Orquidia Only exist in the past, Its seeds drifts Hoping to find A final resting place.   Awaiting slowly For the final day, Until the recollection From the orchard… The only immortal one.   Humans keep on taking… Its life forsaken!! In wasted pleasure For blind’s Beauty And scented grimace.   Forever chained to us; Such Flower should be Left alone in order...

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