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Untiteld2So many things coming at me  Lost in my own cyclone  Fondly found the Eye  See through the false  Find the truth  So much bullshit  I ask..  why do They bother  Is it for their own gain back  Is it that they have lost much  But I have already lost so much  I am just a puddle in the ocean of things  Is life so meager that they must also swim amoung the guppies?  But I see you for how you are  You are not hidden any longer  From Me. Untiteld2
UntiteldConsumed by shadow, light is fleeting...  Cuts on arms lay open and bleeding.  Sadness erases laughing eyes,  Truth is murdered by deceit and lies.  Raw and beaten the flesh atones,  Layingin a heap like broken bones.  Whispers in the night, promises unspoken,  Flesh to flesh, something is broken.  The sun will not rise for hours it seems,  Lay quietly in a heap of unrealized dreams.  Echos of happiness fill the halls,  Drift off to sleep as the darkness falls. Untiteld
My loveyou are my love  my dream  knight of my life..  You make me smile when the world is dark.  You make me human when I give up..  So where are you?  You are there.. some where  But you allude..  in your own delusions?  What you want.. what I am...  Not HOW I am?  Is there  
conditions  for you too??  Well forget you...  
I am better off..  Alone.. My love
The Godin the dark  
i see His great horns  
glowing golden with an inner light  
penitrating the darkness  
standing there  
watching me  
watching Him  
He spreads His arms wide  
Beginning to dance  
spiraling in  
spiraling out  
beckening me to join Him  
footsteps becoming more intricate  
movements changing  
faster and faster  
a great heady delight  
fills my being  
dreams begin to be born  
i stumble into His arms  
but He is not there  
He is here  
Inside The God
Blessed 1Blessed  
 
dancing swirling turning  
those above and those below  
protect us  
keep us safe  
laughing smiling singing  
that is how we worship  
tears of joy  
not sorrow  
keep us in your arms  
watch us as we sleep Blessed 1
The codeWhen shadow comes to claim our souls, some must rise, the light of old  
Names in stone, spirits of legend. Deeds unknown, yet never forgoten.  
These are the Duranin!  
Of honor within and of fear without  
Remember them... When in hope, you doubt The code
The Soul's JourneyHaving looked upon all the errors in my ways,  I've come to the conclusion I have wasted many days.  Friend, you needn't worry, I'm an old fool in a bed;  But remember once, remember well the warnings I have said.   
Turn your head, turn your head,  Let the light fall on your face.  Turn your head, turn your head  To the wealth of Heaven's grace.   
Now I fall asleep, and the nurse, she says a prayer;  "Take it with you in the dark," But I know she does not care.  Now I matter not but to those who knew me well;  As I pass I think I hear the distant chiming of a bell.    The Soul's Journey
Themes of Classic RapSee me  Love me  Kiss me  Drug me  Touch me  Bed me  Clothes that shed me.  It's alright, see -  
That's how life be. Themes of Classic Rap
Wolfenstein ResponseMy intent is surely not meanness  but I wouldn't call the thing genius.  Good for a laugh,  an amusing gaff,  but nothing before never seen, yes?   
The thing you must know about limerick,  it's essentially parlor trick.  You spit out some rhymes  and say them in time  and it's a real fancy-pants gimmick.   
Witty and clever for certain  though certainly won't drop the curtain  on all other means  of amusement and glee  like the films of director Tim Burton.   
I don't mean to sound like a pest,  and before you say "Give it a rest",  the review Wolfenstein Response
Ode to the U.S. GovernmentCorruption is the key,  Making us all pay the big Fee.  Make one mistake,  Caused by temptation through the Snake,  Your end might not be saved by your giant ego and hyperbole. Ode to the U.S. Government
Remember RememberRemember Remember,  The fifth of November,  Which was four days ago you twats!   
It glorifies terror,  and hurts them clouds  and gives my doggies heart attacks.   
 
Moral of the poem....KEEP FIREWORKS TO FIREWORKS NIGHT!!!!(and maybe new years) Remember Remember
We're all insaneThis aberration is completely unheard of  I cannot not find the words to describe,  alacrity is part of human nature  or our personal will to survive.  Now this world is no longer amiable  though all orders we acquiesce,  we dare not even abhor  we were built to simply appease.  So we over look all the avarice  and all our sins have become arcane  with all of this beautiful madness  it's no wonder we're all insane. We're all insane
Calaverita de azucarCalaverita de azúcar   
Un día de muertos como hoy  Estaba Ivone sentada en su balcón,  
Cuando de repente y de la nada  Se le apareció la blanca calaca,  Vestida de gala  Pero aun así muy flaca.   
La huesuda se aproximó a la niña  Con la mano erguida y muy decidida,  La señaló con su flaco dedo  Y le dirigió unas palabras con esmero;  Ese día era la mejor ocasión  Para tratar de llevarse a la niña al panteón.      
Temerosa y desconfiada  Ivone se quedo sentada,  
Mien Calaverita de azucar
Phillies Phan PhollyTrying to make the New York team nervous and cranky  The Philadelphia fans waved their hate hankies.   
But of course, in the end  It was the Phillies, who would descend   
Outgunned once again, by the Yankees!! Phillies Phan Pholly
Say Good ByePiercing dark eyes  Dominant aura  Velvet dark voice  Say good bye  To your heart  Loose your senses   
Bewitching  Ensnaring  Day or night  Your being  Takes flight   
Fight if you wish  Fight if you want  If you can, Just try  The Master of  
Mystery always wins  So, say good-bye   
To all you've known  All that had made sense  All that was rational  The norm is now  Paranormal   
(c)2009RoseAkantha Say Good Bye
The riddleМоля те , ела и влез  
Счупи ключалката ръждясала  По криволичещите стълби слез  И разреши загадката в глават The riddle
A Language MisunderstoodThey speak a language none shall understand,  With sylables and words that we can't comprehend.  It's seems unrealistic  It makes us all bolistic.  And I am sure everyone agrees in the end! A Language Misunderstood
HUNTING WITH DADDYkilling for fun  killing for fun  a wonderful thing to teach to your son.  ready aim fire, you've got a catch  camouflauge outfits made to match. HUNTING WITH DADDY
Nothing Beats A Cup Of TeaNothing Beats A Cup Of Tea   
There was an old woman from Brie  Who had an enormous knee.  One day it exploded  And her children were scalded  For it was filled with boiling hot tea Nothing Beats A Cup Of Tea
Wall TalkingI feel as though I am talking to a wall  But the truth of the matter is  The wall is much smarter than the person Wall Talking
All Work and no PlayAll work and no play  Makes William a good boy  All play and no work  Makes William a stupid jerk   
          William wondered what it would be like to be wise            When his parents gave his thoughts a timely demise            So he, a good boy, could only obey            Parents were older and better anyway   
          So young William wor All Work and no Play
The Social CircusWe all live in a cage,  Both animals and men.  Only our cage isn't obvious,  As iron bars or a wooden pen.   
We all live in a cage,  That we enforce ourselves,  A sort of, social prison,  In which each of us dwells.   
The social circus,  Locks each of us in our cage.  It teaches us to perform,  To sing and act on stage.   
This type of social circus,  Is a parody of life.  People miming happiness,  Where inside there's only strife.   
In our social circus,  The people are all dead.  "Touch them, they aren't real."  Or so the at The Social Circus
Blowing Up Silent HillBlowing Up Silent Hill   
A series of large explosions shook the ground.  Crouching behind an old whiskey still,  I watched as billowing black clouds swirled around  That wretched resort town of Silent Hill. Blowing Up Silent Hill

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