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Feed MeFeed me your heart and give up your soul
You have no power here
My feet are firm on the ground
Yet my head is up in the clouds along with my mind
I sit here in silence waiting for the storm
The trees shaking and wind whispering in my ears.
I lie awake at night to the sounds
As the night goes silent
I am here
And now I'm gone.
MusicMusic is emotion. It's what binds the generations of people together. It's what keeps most of us going everyday. Music is power. It takes you away on a journey. It makes me smile and it makes me cry. The songs I share tell you more about how I feel at that moment than any words I would be able to utter.
The EndMy shadow will corrupt my body
infest my mind
eat away at my heart until it turns black.
My eyes shine with suspicion
it has begun.
I'm being torn from the inside
broken down by myself.
I call for you in my dreams
screaming in silence
awakening with pain.
I look to you, not for help
for the end.
I drink the medicine and flush it away
my shadow disappearing
No matter how much I scream you wont come to me
The war is over and I lost to myself.
CreatureI am a creature of the night
You will fall into my gaze
I will eat your soul and devour your essence.
You seek trust in my face and fall into my trap
The deeper you get you can't leave
You are caught in my web
Blinded by the night.
The dragon awakens and drags you back under
The heat resonates off it's scales
No way out, guarded by creatures.
You surrender to the sounds
Sleeping till the day comes by again
RegretI feel like I was just torn
My brain jumbled up into bits
When you want to run to someone you can't
and the one with open arms is the one you are skeptical about.
I don't tell people I love them for the regret behind it.
I love you for now
but not for later
As each day passes I get more tired
More wanting of something I should have never given up
I gave you up
and I regret it everyday.
Dieing GirlI see the dieing girl standing before me
Knelt down in her own self.
She weeps in her dreams yet stands before me
saying that she is fine.
Tell me the pain doesn't effect you
Your eyes filled with tears
Your body degrading
yet your spirit is still rising.
I am already dead so your ghost doesn't befuddle me
I can sense your heat
the beating of your broken heart.
the sound of moving on and not giving up
you will live another day with me by your side
The dieing girl standing before me with open eyes
His Love is EverythingCalled by God
To minister to hearts
Hearing words by his spirit
Knowing that love – his love
His saving grace
His love – is everything
Sure, of course!
But what about the rest?
The ones who’ve never done time?
Had a smoke, had a drink, had a toke?
What of those?
HIS LOVE IS EVERYTHING!
His love covers a multitude of sin
Not just a multitude,
EVERY SINGLE SIN
There's none like him
None like our God
No one else proclaims a love like his.
No other died for us
No other rose for us
No other bled for us
While You Still Have BreathBroken on the ground
there she lies
No way to hide the only life she’s ever known
no way to hide as she lies rejected and alone.
open for the world to see
when she was five she’d never have believed.
That she’d be laying here dying
at only twenty,
battered with bruises and cuts
and blood flowing out aplenty.
Her body crumpled
too sore to move
she craves deaths sweet release.
But who is this?
A man appears on the edge of the crowd
He comes to her side, bends down, weeps aloud.
"You’re too late!" she says, "I’m moments from death."
"My child, there’s hope, while you still have breath"
"cling to me, I’ll take you home,
Never KnownHow to explain a love that she’s never known;
that she never got at home,
a place where she felt so alone…
All those things that she was supposed to get,
all those feelings she has buried so deep
that she hasn’t rediscovered yet.
All that LOVE that God has to give
to soothe all that hurt
from the hard life that she’s lived.
A broken girl, whose only wish when she was young
was to be really loved
finally has the chance to experience it for real
and doesn’t know how to act or feel.
A word spoken over her life
that God is going to use her
to help other people through strife..
Yet, she wonders how she is even going to make it through the night,
the last thing on her mind are the people that
she’ll be helping through their plight.
God’s love is the exact opposite of what she’s had,
not a hateful father who has abused power and trust
and a small childs love… But a loving DAD.
The Great BuddhaThe Buddha is the enlightened one
showering the world in peace and
He knows how to find peace in
enlightenment, for the Buddha
is the only one who saught it
May we all seek our own enlightenment
in our own special. We are responsible
for our own actions.
If we mess up and make mistakes, then
we must take into account of why we are
The message that the Buddha brings to us
is that desire leads to suffering and that
we can overcome this desire by conquering
Remember what the Buddha says about what is
written in the Dhammapada. For it is in the
Dhammapada that the Buddha gives us the
guidance we need to live by.
Vav[Prelude: Collars and red and blue ribbons,
In flight, antonym, a receipt to hold as days are
Counted, focusing on beautiful things,
Laughing a lot. Hold my trachea?]
I am the Science,
Leveling up my rationality skills,
Master of meters and metrics,
Reducer of all forms to pure number,
Pages upon pages of texts to pour
Libation of sweat and blood over,
To write something of use for
And you are the Magic,
Every day a fresh space on the counter,
Reducer of all forms to pure number,
Exploring soul-space and scattering blessings
In dream and Realm alike.
We take turns burning and publishing
And writing in and reading
One another’s notebooks
At desperate intervals.
We light each other’s cigarettes,
To gaze at the ember’s burn
And inhale fission fragments
Until our fingers drop them
Of their own accord.
We bring Religion in from the place he prefers,
What does Mumma do?Who does mumma go to when things trouble her?
If you've had a bad day?
Don't want people to know that you're struggling...
That behind that "I'm fine! Everything is fantastic"
you're actually NOT doing OKAY!
The "I've got it all together" facade
can only last for so long;
before you fall apart!
But luckily (or unluckily) for you,
God knows your heart.
He knows when you're making it.
He sees you stand,
for righteousness, for Him;
with no fear of your fellow man.
He knows when you're not making it too.
When everything you've fought for,
suddenly becomes taboo.
Just a few short weeks ago,
you were praying that "the lost would be saved"
and that God "would make a way where there is no way!"
Your faith has taken a nose dive.
Never mind the people counting on your prayers
We are vampireWhat do you think a vampire is?
To me a vampire doesn't
have a specific eye color.
Not a certain skin tone.
We do not have
a certain hair color.
No special birth place.
Our styles are endless.
We constantly change.
You know when you saw one, Because
we are insane.
We are our own.
And you know by the fangs.
We are magical.
We are more than one.
We are here for nore fight or rest.
We are vampire
and we shall prevail.
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