Sweet Maiden


Goodnight sweet maiden from heaven above,
may you drink the waters of pure love,
feel your life in every limb,
and find your partner that lucky 'him'.

I shall remain forever by your side,
watching over you while i hide,
in the shadows and out of sight,
away from the sun and away from the light.

Protecting you from all that harm,
from all those things that cause alarm.

So goodnight sweet maiden I pray you tell,
for your place is in heaven while mine is in hell.

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The hundred dollar string.

Put your best record on ; my daddy's home.
Skip the long goodbyes because it will only lengthen the farewell.

Please, state my path because I'm going to go the otherwise.
After all these, my mind's going for a scream test.

Smile for that bloody camera camwhore.
You know its deeper underneath the surface ; drink up.

Plot my tears inside the squares; do they measure up?
Maybe its all worth for another hundred bucks.

Bail me for another night love, I can't seem to run from my habit.
You know where they always play the old music and films?

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Shattered

No words i utter i can describe,
The awful pain felt deep inside,
And through my eyes you shall see,
The darker side that's part of me.

I saw myself tortured in a dream,
But did not shout or even scream,
Dark figures laid their hands on me,
Their faces shrouded i could not see.

They broke my fingers and then my bones,
They let out laughs while i, groans,
Seated there in the dark corner of the room,
Fated to die inside an empty tomb.

Then she came and took me away,
Accompanied me through those Godless days.
And when i thought i had finally been saved,
She turns around only to scave.

To hurt me more and even more so,
She finishes me off with a final blow.
Yet i lived i had survived,
To continue life, dead; yet alive.

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Revealed

Looking at him I felt something melt away
Not my heart, not my soul.
In horror I saw the first coating of wax slide off
His glorious brown eyes, his smooth skin,
His soft lips...
Revealing that cold stone structure within
A sight of him that was never shown
The indifference, the icy resolve,
The relentless gaze...
I cringed and backed off,
Turning my heels, with not a glance backwards,

I ran.

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