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Future RevelationsWith a gentle breeze,
the grey storm clouds that glide across the sky begin to rumble,
and lightly shower my garden.
Pure, perfect dropplets fall upon the tip of my nose,
And as I look up, a ray of light beams westward.
Only one tantalizing thought crosses my mind,
"Will the heavens weep and mourn-beautifully when it is my turn to depart from this world?"
And as I continue to watch, I pray that for one moment, you are thinking the same, as you look up, watching the rain.
PuppeteerDarkened night -- forever bold!
Oh how you torment those of us
who search and beg for light.
...coruupting our minds; destroying our souls.
Causing such pain that our bodies cannot control.
you mimic us -- like puppets
You envy us -- like pigs
Your plan is death.
Yet, despite our imperfections,
You continue to whine, saying that until you can live,'
Everyone must die!
Beautiful DreamerI'm all out of tears,
I cannot shed anymore.
My eyes are sore and red,
As I feel them slide to the floor.
My cheeks are swollen,
My back is brusied.
When all I ask from you is an "I Love You",
You just look at me and say "Fuck You."
What's wrong with me?
Why haven't I ran away yet?
I'm glad that I only have one year left,
To deal with all of your bull shit.
So just go ahead and hit me.
And when you're done i'll go to bed,
Just to wake up,
and deal with you once again.
The Wrath of HopeFalsehood of hopes,
How Miserable you've become.
Why do you take and leave us
in this mind game so corrupt?
Don't bother to unveil
This uncureable spore...
(Once again you've tried to change me-
change me back to what I was.
A little girl who's sad and crying,
Crying from the pain of all of her wounds.)
Now that I'm older,
there's more control.
Yet I continue to cry,
You said you've committed no crime,
And now the blame is all mine to restore.
All This Hatred,
All this lust,
Temptations that have risen,
To those who have died,
or have fallen behind.
There is no dark light that's forsaken.
Touched by traces of jealousy
That the people that you once knew,
Are now watching you from the other side.
You've opened up to them.
With your secrets, stories, and lies,
But now you watch in terror
As they use them to make you cry.
You try to think back to what it used to be,
Not too many years ago.
When you would take away from them,
Until their hearts break,
Until their minds change,
Leaving you to feel the same.
Could this be fate?
Or some ordinary trick of the trade?
hey newton, gravity's flawedi.
starting anew from the flutter
and the sputter of lungs.
a vacant sea filled with feathers
and tumultuous clatter,
ribs in a treacherous pattern
resembling exiting rungs.
i want to wrestle the angels,
your tendency is the ladder.
involved with full indiscretion,
trading lazy for lace.
unspool the curse of the long-
limbs in a languorous flexion
i like the stab of the ankles,
you need the curves intersected.
opting to cull my extents
with trans-dimensional vigor.
spent my dysphoric corrections
on reconnecting lax ends.
lips in a spurious accent
feign a passionate rigor.
i tie myself to the anchor,
you extricate and ascend.
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