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 Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2005 3:03 pm
KidaWashu i wrote this when i was like 11, since then i have gotten major poetic writers block (until recently) and moved on to novels, anyways, here it is... The Raven. The land of the moon and the sun, of stars and of waterfalls, were enchantment is based... the ultimate paradise, Utopia. And at the edge of this land sits the Raven. He can not enter such a powerful land. and in jthe mist sits the Nightengale, Watching the Raven, always the Raven. He can not enter the ultimate paradise. He can not enter Utopia. Like i said, i was 11. Not bad for 11...not bad at all, really.
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2005 4:27 pm
Song lyrics i wrote: Subjected
There are times when I feel like I'm running on a hampster wheel
Running with all my energy without going anywhere
Abandonned in some desolate cage, nothing and no one beside me
Trapped in this cage with no escape and nothing to do and its killing me slowly
Ripping shreds off of my soul, why i do persist in this life is a mystery to me
Tearing peices from my morale, ******** with chunks of myself
This world before my eyes is merciless in every aspect of its cruel touch
I'm just running with all my lifeforce and getting no where at all
If there is one I am some god's guinnea pig <******** me up and spit me out
I am some god's guinnea pig
Testing all of their plagues out on me
Rip me to shreads for I am fully disposable
Infecting me with every plague <******** me up and spit me out
...and spit me out
Make sure you spit me out for I am diseased
I'm running on some hampster wheel
No guidance in my life or direction
For its truly not needed
Why would it be, my life has no acceleration so direction isn't a factor at all
I destory whatever touches me, I impose my being througout my life
So thankfully I dont have human contact or catostrophic disasters would occur!
If there is one I am a god's guinnea pig
Chew me up and spit me out
I am a god's guinnea pig
Testing every plague out on me
Rip me to shreads for I am fully disposable
Trapped inside a small hampster cage
I cant escape you
So subject me to every horror
Subject me to your every sadistic pleasure
Subject me to things I dont wanna see <******** me up and spit me out
Chop me up and spit me out
...and spit me out
If he exists I am god's guinnea pig
Rest your weapons on my home
Store your disease in my life <******** me up and spit me out
Make sure you spit me out
I've become an infectious disease
If I scare you do away with me <******** me up and spit me out <******** me up and spit me out <******** me up and spit me out! <******** me up and spit me out!
...spit me out!
...spit me out!
...and spit me out
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 3:09 pm
lyrics to a song I have written. (nonoffensive for all you closed-minded procensorship tightasses out there stare )
A HOLE INSIDE OF ME
Another nothing, another no one, trying to fit inside of me
Giving me something that drills inside of me
Another label, another zero, sticking itself onto me
Making me something I don't want to be
Another bloodstorm, another infection, seeping its way into my veins
Turning me into a beast in a cage
Its all leaking into me, everything that its making me be
Its all leaking into me, everything I don't want to be
Its all making me sting, mutating my world into the obscene
Its all overwhelming me, poke a hole inside myself to let it all out!
No more nothing, no more anyone, stay as far back as you can
Then get back even further
No more titles, no more truths, get the hell outta' me!
Your turning me into the beast I don't want to be
No more bloodbath, no more disease, once I poke this hole inside of me!
The beast has now broken thru its cage!
Its all leaking into me, everything that its making me be
Its all leaking into me, everything I don't want to be
Its all making me sting, mutating my world into the obscene
Its all overwhelming me, poke a hole inside myself to let it all out!
Its all leaking into me, everything that its making me be
Its all leaking into me, everything I don't want to be
Its all making me sting, mutating my world into the obscene
Its all overwhelming me, poke a hole inside myself to let it all out!
I wanna let you all out!
I wanna make you all leave!
I wanna force you all out!
Because your making me bleed!
I'm picking at this hole inside myself, and now its starting to grow
And now it wont stop until its consumed this world!
But will it destroy my mind?
Another nothing, another no one, trying to fit itself inside of me
No more nothing, no more anyone, stay as far back as you can
Another label, another zero, sticking itself onto me
No more titles, no more truths, get the hell away from me!
Another bloodstorm, another infection, seeping its way into me
No more bloodbath, no more disease, once I poke this hole inside of me!
I don't want you here, I don't need you here
Go back to the place that you came from
Because here is where you do not belong!
Get back inside that hole!
Get back inside that hole!
Get back inside that hole!
Get back inside that hole!
Get back inside that hole!
Get back inside that hole!
Get back inside that hole!
Get back inside that hole!
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 9:39 pm
You have no idea Of what I hide You wouldn't expect anything's Wrong inside I paint you pictures And you want words I'm the first to speak out And the last to be heard
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2005 7:36 pm
B l o o m You have no idea Of what I hide You wouldn't expect anything's Wrong inside I paint you pictures And you want words I'm the first to speak out And the last to be heard Thats a very good poem. Very good. Man I can't get myself to write short stuff like that, I feel like I'm writing a half-assed poem when I do, but those tend to be the best.
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 2:46 pm
Cell
Whenever you take me, whenever you think you know me
I try to break free, I try to make be
You dont let me, you dont want me to be free
I dont want this hate, i dont want these gates
I dont want this cage, i dont want this rage
You make me this way, you destroyed my thoughts and ways
I stay inside my cell, I play inside my cell
I cant say a word to you, i cant plead for you to let me be free
I'm trapped inside my cell, Im cornered inside my cell
When i lay inside my cell to think, you break me up into peices
I fantasize for some freedom, i hope for one day i will be free
Give me what's in store for me
A bullet in the head or peace of mind
Give me what's in store for me
A guillotine can set me free
Give me what's in store for me
A shower of blood or some flowers of love
Give me what's in store for me
I need some change in my routine
So give me whats in store for me
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 3:07 pm
Wrath of a Minotaur
I dont want this anymore
I dont want this anymore
I dont want this anymore
Take this all back you ******** whore
I dont want this anymore
Shut the hell up or you'll get whats in store
FOR YOU!!!
The used, the abused, are destroyed eternally by the amused and then are accused
The music of the pure, sick, and of the memories of fantasies
The hated, are all degraded, and then are cremated by a hateful public around the world
I am not surprised, to hear your lies, to feel them through your eyes
I am not shocked, when you talk, about our lives and use your wheel to drive my mind
All of the above are the deeds, that set back, and take back all from me
Use the weak, take avantage of the meak, destroy the bleak
I dont want this anymore
I dont want this anymore
I dont want this anymore
You've rowed my mind with your oar
I dont want this anymore
Stop this act or face my roar
Leave the kids on the streets, leave the weak to fend for themselves
Leave the kids with no suplies, leave the kids unsupervised
Leave the kids forever, abandon them with your apathy
Your see them fade away, but youll see some stay
Youll some eat, and youll see some become the prey
Youll see some plead for some retreat, youll see some get destroyed
Am I scarring you? You cant take a reality that is happening around the world?
The minotaurs of this world eat the weak and the poor
I dont want this anymore
I dont want this anymore
I dont want this anymore
Ive been cast aside with the poor
I dont want this anymore
I can see now what you have in store
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 3:37 pm
GENOCIDE
Hey mommie, look at this new song Im listening to
Hey mommie, this song is very cool
Whats the name of it son?
Hey mommie, this songs called 'Genocide'
Son, that songs bad, and its inappropriate
Why mommy?Have you listened to it?
I dont listen to bad music like that, and you shouldn't either
Plaguing our world with hangups and fears
Filling our lives with your prejudice and intolerance
Well I've been saturated and now Im leaking it all out
And with your righteous justification of hate comes my hate of righteous justification
How many times do we have to war?!
How many times do we have to fight?!
How many times do we have to kill, in the name of our beleifs?!
How much longer will this last?!
How many lives will you shed?!
How much will do you have?!
Because you know you will prevail!
Killing innocent and maiming the peace
Without any care for the soul creation caused from the raping of their souls
With more decreation than procreation
And procreation without good intentions
Well at leasts in in a noble cause, youve given it all religious justification
How many times do we have to war?!
How many times do we have to fight?!
How many times do we have to kill?!
How many lives have we killed?!
How much longer will this last?!
How much will do you have?!
How come you have so much to hide?!
Can you keep up this genocide?!
at any cause...
at any cause...
at any cause...
You will win at any cause...
The ends justify the means
If you name it for god you go to heaven
If you name it for god it means your doing good
Does that child feel the same?
In this endless crusade, making sure all heretics decay, and making sure the rest are caged
This isn't for yourself, you just wanna go to heaven
HYPOCRITE!
This is for the good of the world, killing thousands and destroying their way of life
HYPOCRITE!
They dont know what they want, so Ill tell them what they want
They dont know what they want, their past happiness must have been coincidence
Because their way of life is different than ours, we must fix that!
HYPOCRITE!
How many times do we have to war?!
How many times do we have to fight?!
How many times do we have to kill?!
How many lives have we killed?!
How much longer will this last?!
How much will do you have?!
How come you have so much to hide?!
Can you keep up this genocide?!
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 9:32 pm
Death is at the finish line
And Satan greets you with cheer
Unless thee were holy
And God is yuo savior
(I don't really believe in "God," it just fit well)
Death, the end
You fear destruction
Death,Darkness
Vampyres lust blood
I lust but am no vampyre
Damned I lust to be
Damness I've obtained
A vampyre I have become
Now darknees rules me
Death is not the end
Life is a twisted and unpredictable chain of events
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 4:00 pm
You'll never see me
What do you care?
As I fling my words breathlessly
When will you tire?
When will your fire
Cease to burn?
And your lack of expression doesn't phase me
Because you're the one that made me
You're the one to take me
So who do you deny?
And I can't keep this up this long
I'm bound to lose balance and fall
When will you stop hearing
Words that mean NOTHING
Anger that won't die
That only burns
and returns
For my soul satire
And I don't think it's right to burn in public
Don't you think that's rude, to be a little more blunt?
I don't think you understand it
I know you don't understand it
Insanity depravity cocaine and an addiction
And I'm the girl who you chose
Only because I have rows and rows
Of tracks and scars
Of hatred inside me
I'm the girl you chose
I'm the girl you want
Only because you know,
it's easy to get inside me
And I hate that you did me
And I hate I don't fight
And I hate you're not dead yet
You'll never see me
You'll never see me
When I slit your throat.
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 7:44 pm
IT
Where is it?
I can't see it
I can't feel it
I can't be it
I can't ******** it
I can't crush it
I can't kill it
I can't scare it
I can't overbear it
I can't overcome it
I can't become it
I can't beat it down
I can't adhere to it
I can't be redeemed by it
I can't allow myself to be controlled by it
And I'm not allowed to fear it
Can you see it? Can you be it? Can you amount to it?
Can you see it? Can you be it? Can you amount to it?
Can you see it? Can you be it? Can you amount to it?
Can you see it? Can you be it? Can you amount to it?
Can you see it? Can you be it? Can you amount to it?
Can you see it? Can you be it? Can you amount to it?
Can you see it? Can you be it? Can you amount to it?
Can you see it? Can you be it? Can you amount to it?
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 8:53 am
MIRROR
How can you look into yourself?
Look at the mirror...
and stare into yourself
Glare into the mirror...
and witness the soul that belongs to yourself
Fear the mirror...
For it will show your yourself
unadulterated and pure
With every horror included
Uncensored
Fear the mirror
It will show you what you dont want to see
Fear the mirror
It will show you the truth
Can you witness your creation?
By those who have decreed your damnation
You think you can, but its just a hallucination
By the hand of overzealous fabrication
Makers of lies dream of salvation
Just to give themself motivation
To keep on going without procrastination
Makers of lies spread their infection
Of false hope of salvation
Of a life that has fullfilling procreation
And meaning beyond damnation
Where is your justification?
For this phenomenal accusation
Of happy endings to the hellhole damnation that is life
Fear the mirror of truth
It will show you what you dont want to know
But at least you can discredit what you fear and dont want to know
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 9:02 pm
I made a very small poem, its like 5 sentances long
Music & Pictures
Pictures are memories that want to be saved,
Music expresses emotion the way words can't
So let these memories be saved,
And let the music play,
For today may be your last day.
(not very good but i wrote it in like 30 secs)
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2005 6:51 pm
I died long ago
To end the suffering of me--my foe
I remember the first slit I had
My mother told me it was bad
I run away in the night
I do not wish to have this fight
To this world I am numb
To this pain I have become
All my life I have pretended to be
Something fake--it is not me
Go away or I shall leave
For I am not that naive
I run through the dead river
For you can see--it makes me quiver
You stab me in the heart
Soon--I wish to be apart
Through cat eyes I can see
I was not meant to be
My heart is leaking out
Do not carry this about
For I am already dead
My eyes are closed in my bed.
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2005 6:30 pm
"moon-Lit Suicide"
Looking up at the moon
bright and shining ad mist the blackest black of night
no stars to be seen
to clear her mind
to let the pain subside
she took out her knife
looking at its gleaming blade
she pointed it toward herself
hoping to make it quick
she breathed quickly as she stuck the blade Thu her chest
screaming to the night
a scream that melted the moon
the pearly white brightness in the sky faded
once again everything was smothered in black
nothing could be seen
not even the blood pooling around her head....
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