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Crimson Blossoms Open old wounds. Let those crimsons blossoms Cover your chest.   Wondering in this desert, A siren sounds in the distance.   You cannot seem to forget, The sins you dare not remember.   11/22/2013 Heart of Thee Breathe in the fumes. New winds bring cool air. The sun’s flares Sing the same tune.   Around the moon And back again. Helios rises, Aurora falls.   Look beyond thee. Why drag your feet Over this pearly ocean.   Take my hand, please. Dare to smile anew.   For a few hours, You may forget. The clock ticks. The...

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Auria of Memory Take a clear prism, Make light its prison. Give me the primary hues. Let’s taint the sky With a velvet plume.   So deep and blue, Paint these icy tears, That descend your Ashen face.   Why do you fear The green moon? She wants you But she won’t have you.   Eternity beckons, Oblivion is my Nemesis.   3/26/2013 Salvation Seems so Far Away Salvation never seemed so far away. To be saved… from what pains? If living is such a burden Then why do we fear death?   Keep us safe, as we walk In...

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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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Little Birdy Come forth and sing, Your song Little birdy, little birdy.   Your sweet melody Tears the world asunder, Like the thunder, Like the thunder.   Come forth and sing, Little birdy, little birdy. Your once sweet melody Has turned sour In this hour, In this final hour.   Come forth and sing, Just to me, Just to me.   Little Birdy, sing Just for me!!   Fragment Take a deep breath, The air is putrid, Seek not the culprit. The stench lies within.   Grave Five days of agony Inside this hole. The maggots devour, Reaching for the...

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Fragment The sky is so blue, And I can hear The waves roar.   Beyond the gentle breeze, I can smell The coming storm.   How could this day Turn so dark and gray? It seems only yesterday That my laugh was loud and gay.   With a Capital F My advice always Seems to fall on deaf ears. Oh! Why do I even bother! Nay, they rather I say, yay, yay, To their foolishness. But I am no fool… Fools are they, With a Capital F!!! Fragments 1 How foolish … Getting frustrated And angry At something so trivial....

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