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I’ve never been so helpless,
The puppet on the string.
Sanity becomes less & less,
Confusion swirling round me in a ring.
Fear strikes now because...
It’s Satan’s day for gladness,
My freefall into madness.
My head has finished living,
My heart, no longer living.
Now run, run away,
Or you too will have to pay.
I’ve never been so alone.
All my friends have either fled,
Or had their flesh stripped from bone.
Blood has never looked so red.
Lives end now because,
It’s Satan’s day for gladness,
My freefall into madness.
My head has finished living,
My heart, no longer giving.
Now run, run away,
Or you too will have to pay.
I’ve never had such little hope,
Falling deeper into despair.
I know now, my mind has broke,
And in my heart, I hardly care.
Freedom ends now because,
It’s Satan’s day for gladness,
My freefall into madness.
My head has finished living,
My heart, no longer giving.
Now run, run away,
Or you too will have to pay.
I’ve never been so cold.
Surrounded by pitiful screams of pain,
That sound like music, pure and gold.
As the sky cries acid rain.
Hell starts now on....
Satan’s day for gladness,
My freefall into madness.
My head has finished living,
My heart, no longer giving.
Now run, run away,
Or you too will have to pay.
Hell....Starts......
...Now.......
Run........Run....
...Away...
The puppet on the string.
Sanity becomes less & less,
Confusion swirling round me in a ring.
Fear strikes now because...
It’s Satan’s day for gladness,
My freefall into madness.
My head has finished living,
My heart, no longer living.
Now run, run away,
Or you too will have to pay.
I’ve never been so alone.
All my friends have either fled,
Or had their flesh stripped from bone.
Blood has never looked so red.
Lives end now because,
It’s Satan’s day for gladness,
My freefall into madness.
My head has finished living,
My heart, no longer giving.
Now run, run away,
Or you too will have to pay.
I’ve never had such little hope,
Falling deeper into despair.
I know now, my mind has broke,
And in my heart, I hardly care.
Freedom ends now because,
It’s Satan’s day for gladness,
My freefall into madness.
My head has finished living,
My heart, no longer giving.
Now run, run away,
Or you too will have to pay.
I’ve never been so cold.
Surrounded by pitiful screams of pain,
That sound like music, pure and gold.
As the sky cries acid rain.
Hell starts now on....
Satan’s day for gladness,
My freefall into madness.
My head has finished living,
My heart, no longer giving.
Now run, run away,
Or you too will have to pay.
Hell....Starts......
...Now.......
Run........Run....
...Away...
Literature
Snowflake
A white beauty felt
From the high sky
On my frozen hand
And layed on it.
It was a purely white
And with beautiful ends
With a beautiful core
And it was fluffy at all.
I wanted it be an eternal
To talk me, to be with me
But few seconds later -
And it flew away... Forever...
Literature
A world of Knowledge
Knowledge... The thing we always meeting
In school, at home and even during work:
Math, History, Language, Etiquette -
All of these things are following you.
Following alway, until your death,
During your life, and during the rest,
You could finish the school,
But you still taking knowledge.
Knowledge is impossible to avoid
No way to do that, never had been possible,
But in way this impossibility is a good -
More of that you know - more possibilities.
Literature
Light
What is light?
A justice?
Who knows - not sure
Maybe yes.
Or maybe not -
It can make blind
Or can't allow you
Sleep when you need.
Noone can answer
Me neither - yes
It is an impossible
Everything we see as good
May turn into evil
Even if we try to stop
It from being felling
In despair and pain.
We can't call it good
Neither evil as well -
There is an impossible answer,
It can't be decided at all.
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Okay so my ability to rhyme well has vanished
I actually didn’t come up with all this. The “Satan’s day.....no longer giving” is from a reporter from the Sunday Star and I just kinda built off of it.....
Hope you liek ^.^b
I actually didn’t come up with all this. The “Satan’s day.....no longer giving” is from a reporter from the Sunday Star and I just kinda built off of it.....
Hope you liek ^.^b
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It somehow has something to it... although it is a little bit "dark"