

Night ThoughtsTwas the line of melody that brought night's wind once more to my door. Too late for amends, to admit that I need to depend; tossed in my face once more.Night Thoughts
For I, the treacherous mate, have fallen into darkness so deep; but long ago buried my dead. Tonight, of nights, the dead walk.
Where, in my travesty of lies, did I lose sight of reality? Now, with long sight reacing back it all seems so clear, so laid out. Where did my footsteps go astray?
An image, two images, three; like an opening floodgate, they return. And with it,


The BeginningI break my normal form tonight to bring you thoughts of why? It was never for glory, wealth or such; indeed these I could never claim. There lies within all a burning fire, from black heart to iron forge. It is not to pay tribute or win such stuff, but bring you these thoughts of mine.The Beginning
Imagine footsteps along a sandy beach, picture the trails we have left behind. Are there those who seek as I seek, call them friends of mine? Deeper thought, our burning question, who has loved and lost? Are we just shadows of empty beings or is there light in mine...
Wake the


The KnifeWarnings that went unheeded into the dark, you cast me The words that were always needed Linger only in unfaithful memory For your eyes grow dim with light Shone only by your own choices Always to be unaware of your plight Ignorant of the loudest of noisesThe Knife
Your gift to us, the brave Whom spoke of what they feared Banished to the blackest cave The names we bear now smeared
Forgive us for loving, forgive us for caring In the end, it is so plain to see That while you spit and shout, without a doubt You care for nothing and no one but he


Silent VoicesLet the silent voice from within speak And detail the secrets kept from thee The thoughts hidden; myself grown meek Never to reveal them to the naked day Thinking perhaps, I've found what I seek Never sure, always doubting in me Searching for that all-revealing peek What is revealed by light's first raySilent Voices
My final thoughts stagger between rows Never certain, never ceasing These thoughts that only the Reaper knows Eternally poking, eternally teasing How would thee respond, if thee did know Of the thoughts that go on too far below What would thee say, if I
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...washing you away, one lick at a time...
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Every man and every women leaves their invisible trail
As they walk between the dunes that life offers
These are mine, for all the world to see
These are mine, never to be erased with time
- Dep
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i only had to be cut once to know how to bleed...
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Writing from those voices in my head
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