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Two countries at war
A mine field of bombs
Who will be the first to trigger the bomb
Nuclear goes globel

Radiation spread
The atomic radiation
Desolation
Caused
The war between mad men
That caused the nucler war
Armagedon is the name

All out toTal war

Unholy beings haunt this morbid temple...
Possession of the invisible.
Masters of nothing perfecting their craft.....
In the dark marble labyrinths.
Rejection of time,
Absence of will,
Incisions revealed,
Presence denied,
Parallel planes,
Abject existence....

There was a man so very depressed,
He could not sleep,
He could not rest,
With so much stress upon his chest,
One day the wave came to a crest,
He'd tried his best,
But failed the test,
Lifes mess had left him unimpressed,
Without a word to anyone,
He held his only friend,
His gun,
And put a bullet through his head,
Now that man is dead...
The End

Here's a little song I wrote
You don't want to sing it note for note
Worry
Be unhappy
In every life we have some trouble
Go ahead and worry and make it double
Worry
Be unhappy
Worry be unhappy now
Rotted your teeth out with Mello Yello
Used a dead rat for a pillow
Police man sprayed your face with mace
A cardboard box is your place
Worry
Be unhappy
Boooo hooo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo
Worry
Be unhappy
Hey I'd give you my phone number
But I don't have a phone
But if I did
I'd make you unhappy
Ain't got no cash
Ain't got no style
Ain't got no girl or anyone to make you smile
Worry
Be unhappy
Cause when you worry your face with frown
Go ahead
Bring everybody down
Worry Be unhappy
It will get worse
Whatever it is

I see this star at night as I walk
It seams so bright the others fade in it's light
When I see it I stop my dogs wonder why
But they will never know they they'll never be that wise
I understand why man needed more
Some star have a color and beautiful that's more
But the brightness of that one star
So close and yet so far
I can almost reach it with my hand so far
Every night I see that star
With me it's traveled so very far

We all ask why, to learn something our brains don't currently hold. But there are a lot of whys that we do know, and it hurts. For me, there's thousands of them, and they bring tears, and this empty feeling in my heart. Hope is gone, is always has been and if it remains on this path, it'll always be gone. So, instead of asking someone who's obligated to give a positive answer because he's my dad and loves me, I'm asking you.
Why do you want an airbrushed dumb blonde with DDs? Why do you turn from me, ignore me, insult me, hurt me?
For those of you who hurt me in the past, having met me, why did you waste so many years of my life when I could've done the things you knew I wanted? Did you think I didn't deserve to be happy? Maybe you saw the why in me too, the why bother? I'm no flawless blonde, that's been touched by an angel. I crave stimulating conversation and it's so hard to find in the land of beer and murdered deer.
Why can't you accept me, for me? Love me for me? I do, sometimes. But the same old thing, I see myself. My hair isn't golden, I don't want it to be. It's part of me, and I, it. I'm no trophy, or arm candy or some Quasimodo to pull out of a drawer to entertain your fake friends. I hurt from your unknowing, uncaring neglect.
Why do you sneer at the poor broken hearted who may just have so much to offer you, in love, in companionship, in freedom of judgement?
The media depicts the ideal woman as 90 pounds of breasts with platinum blonde hair, no substance and a sex tape. Why is this who you want to false love?
Why not love me in my frail fears, my powers of random goofing off and warm hugs?
Why can't I have my slice of heaven and the pie to go with it?
Why can't you love, want, desire, need, yearn, crave…the entirety of me?
We're not all plastic Barbie dolls, with no hopes…but we really are running out of what hope is left…and some of us, are running out of time for what we really need.

Of things beautiful and profane.
Grace of form in marble revealed.
Of light and shadow, the canvas speaks.
Words and music flow like wine.
Images dance and roll inside the mind.
A glimpse, a portrait, a moment in time.
Abandoned now, the ways of old.
Condemned to burn, the conflagration consumes.
Bereft of hope, the future lament.
Glittering, sparks, the dying embers glow.
Swirling ash on howling winds.
Scattered, lost. To be seen no more.

I started to sing and sang a song,
Of life gone right and life gone wrong ,
The beat kept running through my head,
Everything I've ever did,
I wrote it down and sang of it,
I sang a song of losing hope,
Of being broke and trying to cope,
Going beyond all measure and scope,
The song I wrote struck every note,
Of every scale that man's ever known,
The bittersweet melody played and swayed,
And even though it had no name,
The song I sang hit every octave,
Of every decibel man ever made,
I sang a song of utter sadness,
bitter with regrets,
Lonely nights of madness,
Singing to myself,
I sang song of lovers and friends,
A song so long it had no end,
Or if it did it began again,
That might have happened I can't tell which,
Then I sang of peace and happiness,
A song of stars on which to wish,
Of lovely lips on which to kiss,
I sang a song of merriment,
Of futures past that came and went,
The song that I sang sounded something like this,
I sang a song a hundred proof,
The wisdom of age and the folly of youth,
See I sang of lies and I sang of truth,
I sang just to sing but what's the use,
Yes this is the song I sing and I sang,
Continually playing to this very day...

In dark of the night all is quiet,
I'm left alone with my thoughts,
Wondering will I ever fit in,

If there truly is place for me in this world,
It seems noot... ALWAYS ALONE IT SEEMS IM MET TO BE.

One lonely heart reaching out,
For someone to understand and care who I am,
It seems to go on to deaf ears for nobody wants to know
This is what I feel is so.

I wish for once know how it feels,
To know that someone cares
Doesnt anyone sense a heart that craves for someone to care,
for it feel so alone in the dark of the night.

BURY DEEP, MY HEART IN THE DEPTHS OF MY FLESH.
FOREVER, IT SEEMED I HAD WEPT, THROUGH BURIED DREAMS, I LAY DEAD.
MY HEART IS STILLED, EVER AFTER, HATES REVEALED.
FROM UNDER THE SHROUD, MY SHADOW'S UNVEILLED, BENEATH THE SKIES OF EVIL...

MY SCREAMS ARE STAINED WITHIN MY BLOODY LUNGS.
I AM, SO DRAINED BY HER DECIEVING TONGUE.
HER ESSENCE KILLED MY VERY PRESENCE, EMBRACING OUR DEMONS WITHIN.
AS I WHISPER FOR HELP UPON A NIGHT OF SIN, THE LIGHT HAD DIED BENEATH MY SKIN...

UNHOLY MOMENTS LAY ENDLESS AND HEARTS ARE BLED IN VEIN.
UNSEALING TRUTHS OF VENGEANCE MASKED UNDER SORROW AND PAIN.
WOE ENHANCES HER GLORY, AS THE STORY OF LOVES LIE WILL TELL.
I FELL INSIDE, THE TRAP SHE HIDES, SO WELL I RESIDE, FROM UNDER HER SPELL...

OH, DEMONESS... DRAPED IN THE ROBES OF BLACK.
I CALL OUT YOUR UNHOLY NAME THROUGH FEIGNED REALITIES, EMBRACING YOUR PATH.
OH, DEMONESSS... DRAPED IN THE ROBES OF BLACK.
I WITNESS THE DEMON WHOM BEARS YOUR FACE, THOUGH TEARS OF DISGRACE, I HEAR YOUR LAUGH...