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Blue Abyss
Solace flew away in the clouds Darkness invaded Emptiness whipped up in the winds Looking over painted blue skies Life, sins and inquisitions why Dipped in shadows of an empty mind Death's hand wrapped around my heart Gusts of air ripping my soul apart An angel dancing in the darkest of dark Gazing up and caring not I reached for compassion's wings Receding memories Inflicted pains lurking no more Lured by timeless pervading thoughts Salvation waits in a dark grave plot |
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The moon conspires with the sun Laughing at my rape Barefoot I look up blinded By yesterdays insane voyage Floating on top of lovers desires Abandoned in warehouses of dead roses My happy dreams Colliding with reality As lungs collapse Like burnt out candle sticks Oh I see that clown over there stringing me along with his violin Laughing and chuckling Behind the truck of philosophy The knife glistening in the nighttime sun The bullet ran away The blade found its home In the soul of a shadow That whispers All but done |
Happy Days Whisper
A canopy of happy dreams Smashes me in the head Unfinished thoughts Thrashing in turbulent bath waters Shadows chasing me down country lanes Barking flowers Eating at my legs Clouds gaily clapping In a sky of lost dry humor A tainted bullet visits Only passing through The red light ignored Glancing back in garlic fear? The barking flowers give chase Teacups of anger join the foolish race Blood drips, into bottles of hope Twelve accountants looking down at me What have I to account for? Shaking limbs Surrounded by the homeless grins Gleefully fixating on the feast Of me 
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Lift the Knife
See the darkness that surrounds us You are safe from all your crimes Lift your knife Oh and take your sweet little time my sweet Stab me, stab me, blood flows, are we free? Stab me, stab me, love glows, are we free? Dance around my dead ghosted white body Life was no better to me you see See the knife, as I look into your eyes All I see is dead dead skies I try to speak of broken promises You slit my throat, for once you tried Stab me, stab me, blood flows, are we free? Stab me, stab me, love glows, are we free? Dance around my dead ghosted white body Life was no better to me you see Raindrops of death pour over me Your blank stare, my blanket of eternity My blood flows into your hate I now am bloodless; we are of but one single fate Stab me, stab me, blood flows, are we free? Stab me, stab me, love glows, are we free? Dance around my dead ghosted white body Life was no better to me you see See the happiness you never found? You lost it like the my blood lost in the killing grounds You thought you could slay my lovesick heart I laughed and laughed as you lifted the knife so sharp Stab me, stab me, blood flows, are we free? Stab me, stab me, love glows, are we free? Dance around my dead ghosted white body Life was no better to me you see My heart was lost long ago When you stopping loving and bringing the rose From then on my heart you see was froze Exiled to your bondage, I stared at the knife And accepted my fate |
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Blacker than a Fading Light
Behold the candles that burned my veins of essence
I am fading away, soulless in your presence You won’t acknowledge the desire of my love Simple things like the white of the dove No seeds to continue the sadness My death shall end the poetic recitals The musical notes may linger still Burn my bones For there is no more place on the hill Secrets evaporate Caresses still Needed In the garden of dead lovers I have had enough Of Abelards chills Willows cast dark shadows
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When hopes drifts away from heavens stars The repeated bruising rusted and old I am no longer whole My insides implode I lose thoughts to hopeless reverie I hear inside the screams I linger on a cloud of raindrops blue Depressions and thunder, the horizons hue 
Who is me? Who is you?
That sinking feeling Into my hideout Solace and fire I crumble Distorted in the eye of the devil My face fades, as my soul wades In the oceans of dead roses The gardens of Atlantis I keep an eye on the reality above The tear drops keep depressions tides full I am not complete I am not full I am not I not See the starkness of my stare Do you dare? 
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Lady in red
I toss and turn In my hostile bed I have visions of me lady in red She has invaded my insane outspoken head I was sure she was dead For the blood flowed like rivers rouge My knife for sure cut deep, no more need be said Into 1000 pieces she was carved, no refuge Yet here she is staring me down Why this sudden fear, why do I shake and frown? She is dressed like a queen of long ago She walks the forests, of this I am sure She is the lady in red Shed is the lady that is very very dead Her ghost chases me through the woods I run and tumble, escape I know I should She stares a blank stare There is death in the air Her love will devour me one more time The red crimson blood flows, not hers, but mine She held my heart so close She drank my love Until I existed more |
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Valentines Death
Red roses true Skies so blue Lovers doing what lovers do Chocolates and confessions of eternal love Building up hips and dreams I, behind the counter At the rip old age of 69 Watch all the youth Filled with hope and desire Love is like clouds in the carefree sky They all stare and thrust Hoping to latch onto a dream Reality is not so kind Illusions die on the ides Kisses left unfulfilled Roses with more thorns than hope Wine so sour, blood is in flavor Ah, but for now they are all happy Holding hands and bouquets Pink roses and red carnations The road they know not to damnation Who am I? To spoil a dream Who am I? To laugh when they scream You see love was a knife That murdered me long, long ago I may breathe, but the death possessed me The life all but left me So tonight as lovers kiss and fondle I wish them well, from far over yonder I kicked out the chair The rope taunt and tight As my last breath Whispered to my long lost love Good night |
Cleopatra, queen of Egypt and lover of Julius Caesar and Mark Antony, takes her life following the defeat of her forces against Octavian, the future first emperor of Rome.
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Your sorrow, I do mourn I am the angel you often scorn Your bitter words have no bite I know the love buried inside I know the heart by beauties sight Sleep now in tranquil peace As my broken wings wrap you tight comfort you this sad dark night All Angels now from heaven sing |
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My roots Are torn Castles lost Winter covers me Coldness is the blanket No love shall embrace The lonely man Solitude both grace and disgrace Let me run far From the drum beats of life Avoid the pipes and parades The winter shall camouflage me Cover me Kill me Give me peace Give me freedom From the this barren life Where the only beauty Is nature That shows you Death shall take you only once For your last dance In the highlands 
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Silent Night
Espressos and explosions
Gun shots
Screams
Blood ebbing towards the lifeless drain
Then
Silent Night
Espressos and explosions
Gun shots
Screams
Blood ebbing towards the lifeless drain
Then
Silent Night
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I Cut up her Face In my chamber Of artistic endeavor She sits on a chair Unmoving Like a block of stone I with chisel and knife Cut her up Piece by piece She is stoic She never cries I see no pain in her eyes Gently, I carve her in my vision I will mold her I will hold her I will told her Stories of my past She will be my prisoner Of the heart She has no where to run I have no where to hide Love Stone cold Emotions warm In Silence We both mourn The histories The stories The memories My love I created In Stone I have her on display For you too, to see my suffering I am the sculptor |
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