

The Rich and the PoorI always grew fearful, When men would play with words.The Rich and the Poor
They would gesture with their tongues,
T the rich and famous, The gallant and the bold, And yet refrain such words to the meek.
Cold is a emotion that we play on, To each his own, Because when the fools dare claim,
"We are all born equal and each will die as equal",
They lie.
For the rich are born rich, and poor birthed poor.
The rich die rich, and yet they are buried richly, Golden vestments and silver filigrees on their breast.
The poor are covered in soiled cloth and oak boxes.
The poor m


FransiscaAbove and beyondFransisca
The call of a herald's blazing horn in the distance
Anointing a demon's birth
In the body of a newborn king.
A demon soon to be twice birthed from a dragon's maw A once forsaken woman Cradled by the lust of a ghost
Visited her in the midlight's dusk Crowned the birth of Hell's dark savior.
With fervor; heart beating red with hatred A hero did rise Gifted by the choir of an angel's song Descended from the paradise to turmoil Lightning's quick judgment at hand.


A Passing SightWalking home. A crowded thoroughfare.A Passing Sight
A man in my sight up ahead.
A beautiful woman in my shadow.
A knife danced in his hand. My blood spurting on the pavement.
The scream of a female.
The laughter of a killer.
My final words, "I'll kill you."
And I never tell a lie.


A Modern Day Yuki OnnaThe moon is not in the sky. Instead the sun hangs high. The cold winters morning, Has served me with a warning.A Modern Day Yuki Onna
"Do not venture outside!" This arboreal cold did chide.
And I did not listen to it, And with shivers did I fit.
The oni of snow and ice,
With beauty did she entice. A lone kiss upon my lips, and my hands did touch her hips. Her hands waved into my hair, My passion was so great I did not care. And I fell prey to her hunger,
With my blood she will stay younger.
And live again to feed,
Upon a stupid man's carnal gree


No Time for MimeWe have no time for anything but we have the time for everythingNo Time for Mime
We listen to the news on some poor lad's demise or on how the world economy is just past the cliff
We have the time for that
We have time for work schedules Time for that school essay due next week(1000 words) Time for things that have a big red IMPORTANT stamped on them
We can never go out on school days we can never take prances in rose gardens
for we never have the time
We don't have the time to play with the lightswitch to sit on the sidewalk to write hello
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We stand in awe before that which can not be seen... And we respect, with every fiber, that which can not be explained.
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"Then bring on the tides and I shall stay them with mine own hands if the need arises. My blade is sharp and ready; allow me to whet it on you when you so desire!"
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We stand in awe before that which can not be seen... And we respect, with every fiber, that which can not be explained.
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"Then bring on the tides and I shall stay them with mine own hands if the need arises. My blade is sharp and ready; allow me to whet it on you when you so desire!"
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Do not look at this signature
Pretend it's not even here
SOmtimes I feel like I'm bragging but its true. Happiest I've been in a long time.
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"Then bring on the tides and I shall stay them with mine own hands if the need arises. My blade is sharp and ready; allow me to whet it on you when you so desire!"
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"to dream perchance to wake anew"...
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"Then bring on the tides and I shall stay them with mine own hands if the need arises. My blade is sharp and ready; allow me to whet it on you when you so desire!"
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"Ce que dit le conte est vrai de ce que le conte dit que ce que dit le conte est vrai."
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*trying to spice up my comments && it's coming out corny, ne?*
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This is to one last day in the shadows. And to know a brother's love. This is to New York City angels. And the rivers of our blood. This is to all of us, to all of us.
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