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Why live?
why live when life is nothing but an endless journey of pain.
. Why live when friends only call you when they have a problem they know you can fix,
. Why live,
. Why live when you aint got no girl to make you smile , why live when you aint got no girl to make you cry.
why live when on your birthday only you facebook friends are the only one who wished you a happy birthday.
. Why stay in this timeless tale of nothing but hurting.
. Why live when death is just a pill away??
. Tell me, why live???!!!

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AND THEN CAME DEATH

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From the face of the deep of darkness
The thundering voice of creation sounds,
The sun, the moon, the stars that lingers the unverse
The fowl, the fish, the seeds of the ground,
'Let there be man to rule in our likeness'
Mind, flesh and bones...
Tears, sweat and blood...
And then came Death.

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LOOK UP!

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Bright is the sun shinning,
When darkness is in hidding,
Securely, the day you walk
Is awaited by dark shadows of night,
This voice you see on the wall
In time they will erase meaning
By words of great intellect, but without the good,

Times and seasons expire as of past,
Desire knowledge and perfection of the mind,
Passion for love divine and rightness in standing,
Out of the bowels of pride ask not for understandin,
But give reverence to the wisdom of perfection,
Openning the eyes of understanding,
Revelation, to the meek is light

Be not ignorant, man is in aberration
Seek truth from a humble heart intention,
Hear all they say, believe not their
invention
'So dark the con of man', walk in light
The word is cause, I give you to be awakened,
'Material elements are not creative, the soul begets life'.

All the sun has revealed in time,
Darkness has it hidden from time,
What the earth holds, has no real value,
But that which prospers into eternity is the spirit soul,
Look up!, the Lord is never lost to us,
My son awake, mortality is death.

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THE BEGINNING WAS DARK

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The beginning was dark,
Upon the face of the deep, thick darkness,
The heavens of wonder born out of nothingness,
The earth in its stead, void with emptiness,

Light to counter darkness,
Day to subdue nightness,
Lucifer fallen from the throne of his beingness,
Cain, Abel; Adam, Eve; jealous and lust....
The beginning was dark,

Souls imprisoned, wars for liberation,
Angels fallen, fears eternal damnation,
Fightings never ending, rulers for domination,
Religion, tradition, culture; ideas of man in aberration....,
The beginning was dark,

God is light, the source of pure life,
Whose ways are true, forsaken by human life,
Before time was the good and the bad in strife,
Satan to counter creation beauty reigned,
Wars, deseases, death,hunger, pleasures in aberration,
He who has sight and the blind, in darkness are the same,
The beginning was dark, blinding ignorance does mislead

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Vow of Silence

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Take a vow of silence for the Dead cannot speak
Take a vow of silence to hear the Angels weep
And now a path is paved unknown to our distention
that each word we speak creates a twist
Which way to go not given enough thought to process
Our mouths our motor
No time to think through
No time to listen
No time to feel
Our thoughts not trained to speak
Only our words make action
Sad to Think
Take a vow of silence for the Dead cannot speak
Take a vow of silence to hear the Angels weep

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THE SIGN OF DEATH

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The smile you see on my face,
The tears you see from my eyes,
The sweat you smell from my toilling,
The battles you won from my fighting,
The voice you hear from my crying,
The struggle you see from my hidding,
The blood you suck from my loins,
The seed you reap from my sowing,
In death we came to mortality,
The soul eterne cries for ressurrection,
In this tomb, life is a vexation of the mind
And in truth, this is the sign of death.

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WILL I FORGET?

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Fate, destiny, time, will it be defined by mere mortals,
In my quiet sleep, moments expressed of love
Full of dreams of a tomorrow of happiness,
Midway this way of life, we're all abound upon.....,
I woke up saddened of loneliness, you were gone,

It is known, "In darkness light came to be ",
"Within the violent fires, is the harmony of flames",
But before I defined it, nature denied it,
A blanket of thick dakness covered my life with sadness of sorrow,
Coldness of loneliness has frozen the sweetness of life in me,
Your departure was not destiny, but fate.

Will I forget your smiles, the hope of my streangth,
Shall I not miss our moments, impossible said to be possible,
Will I not cry today the tears of joy I wanted to share with you,
You departed on high, I see you in my thoughts,
In all my sorrows, cries, pains and loneliness
I will find a way through my turbulence without you,
Only the dead have seen the beauty of death.

Devil in a Blue Dress

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There she lay tranquil in sleep
without another tender tear on her cheek,
Her body as rigid as concrete
pricked by the needle in the stormy sky

Blue Dress tattered which was daily worn,
her calibre under the calvary met with scorn
Pennies near her ashy feet lay scattered,
Rest dear Mother, with thy unborn

One With Me

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I've left myself open for you,
Only to have you cut me up,
My blood bleeding to the outside,
All my troubles I've locked inside,
Awaken every last demon of mine.

I can't stay here,
I don't belong here,
There are voices guiding me,
Through my life,
Through my dreams,
And all I hear,
Are their bloody screams.

As I let control fall to the creature,
I no longer care for my future,
I crave to see the world crumble,
Watching everything turn to rubble,
Within every inch of me,
Screaming out with desire.

Their cries to be set free,
Their pleas to be released,
Will forever be denied,
For the thing in my hands I hold,
The one thing I can take away,
their undeserved lives.

As I plunge and bathe in their blood,
Happiness finally consumes me,
This pleasure that I've craved,
The taking of another soul,
With every kill comes a smile,
letting my darkness become one,
One with me.


Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night

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Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rage at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words have forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too, late they have grieved in on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death,who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

By:Dylan Thomas