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An Ode To Birth and Death

Darkness ended, Winter released her icy grip; budding crystals soon began to drip.

The Earth then tendered, its surface filled with life; Spring now wed to Summer, the
radiant rays piercing the frozen skies.

But Beauty gives way to Destruction and forests turn to tinder.

Here lies the crossroads, an Ode to Birth and Death.

A flower that slowly bloomed left stranded now in late Spring, scorched by Summer’s rays,
but oh its beauty still remains.

It lives on desolate ground. A mind unfolded, it's heart retouched.

And at last outlasted a depression that once did rule. And you the fair Demise, how will
you compromise? When we together win the prize.

Flailing futilely in a sea of lies; the Fountain of Youth was found, its waters tainted.

Perhaps it’s best not to toy with Life and Death.

The Seasons unwillingly shifting, the Sun now in full bloom, and the flower starts to wilt;

Beautiful, as death begins to set, while Summer touched the Earth.

Petals fall away like tear drops on the skin, and light penetrates in a wonderful array.

Ever growing heat, now begins to drain them of life, while petals turned to dust, carried
away in gusts.

Together fertilized, yet unaware, it only dares to bring about despair.

Death gives back again to Life; an early end to a late start.

A new beginning comes from dust and decay, as the Summer sun now fades away.

The burning skies teaming with gray.

Death takes a new form; white, blinding, crushing and consuming.

Oh but gorgeous it remains, In time, life grows again,

Coming from the wastes of a flower that late bloomed.Yet life anew begins too soon.

In Winter’s last grasp, her touch did drain, when frozen ashes did remain;

Here is life’s penultimate breath, the greatest Ode to Birth and Death.

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El Fin De La Carretera

The world is crashing down on me,
The ground has crumbled from beneath,
Drowning in the waves of a long lost sea,
Adrift now is time’s ultimate thief
Far too long did I stumble through;
Crushing the fragile earth,
Oh Darkness, dear friend
Such a beautiful day for your rebirth
I never saw those means to this end
But now is the chance to start anew
I’m lost in you
Your consumption,
Kill me slowly,
Savor the moment.
I’m suffocating in your beauty.
It shouldn’t be any other way
I just wanna see the end of the day
Better soon than late,
Preserve the memory now,
So that we cannot contaminate
This perfect final kiss,
Adieu to you,
And take this vow,
For this moment I shall not miss

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Broken

A shard of glass lay broken
Tarnished on the floor
Tainted by blood
Pure no more
The image it once reflected
Now shows a darker tale
The distortion of this red life
Removes the blood stained veil

A shard of glass lay broken
The image now complete
The holes left by the guise
Filled now by the twisted depiction
A view through the eyes of a being
Lost and broken
Whose death is not tragic
Nor seen beyond this glass
Por un cuerpo se queda junto
Cuando se falta su alma

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Communicable Dreams

The air is ripe with passion,
Love for something gone so stale,
Does he stand alone?
Does he pray to a god long gone?
“Did I miss the next fad out of town?
Did curiosity kill my dreams?
No, they’re long dead,
Foolish scenes played out in my head.”
A victim of opportunity:
Of misguided, ardent love.
Russian roulette of ideas,
Pull the trigger and find your purpose.
This passion is not mine;
This love , far from divine.

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War

Homicide,
Suicide,
The murder of one,
Ends in the death of two.
An emotional assault,
A barrage,
An unrelenting torrent of blows,
The damage:
Irreparable.
A veil now covers the shared wounds,
Of love,
Of passion,
The façade of two,
So easily shredded by one.
Happiness once deep,
Now floats along the surface.
Clarity,
Confusion,
A new beginning,
A swift end.
If this is war,
Then let the knife begin.

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Bleeding Shame

I write to impress,
Nothing less than self-humiliation will do
Humor in the darkest form
Suffering at our own hands,
Deriving pleasure from our pain
Painting the sky black with our fears;
Our sins drawing blood from our shame
The heaviest penance is that of our own
We lay crushed
Dying,
A victim of homicide
Killed by the crimes of a man,
Existing only in a world where we cannot

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Puzzle

Shattered and cracked,
My soul is split.
I lay broken,
Another empty night,
The story of my life,
Living under the knife.
Splintered like a shard of glass,
My thoughts go unspoken,
Yet tonight will be different,
Maybe it’s time to rewrite,
Choose another fight,
Searching myself for the missing piece,
No mirror can reflect what is not there,
But she is the perfect fit,
Standing by my side,
She is the one to complete me,
Forever,
Endlessly.

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Monstrosity Me

Who am I?
I sit and wonder
But I can't be myself
Never free from influence
Never free from their grasps
Trapped in my own insecurities
Yet the only certainty is my tendencies
Self destructive at best, and yet still just as fun
A monster unseen
Lying,
Waiting,
And yet will see the light of day,
Only when I have gone away
Not from existence does my body fade,
But trapped in a soul not my own
While I lie and wait, destroying this body
So that someday I may free myself
Not from their scrutiny
But the monstrosity that is me

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Choice

Without choice,
Without freedom,
Trapped six feet in the sky,
In a world upside down,
Where the heavens hide the ground.
Without responsibility,
Without mistakes,
Unbound by the choices we cannot make,
This is a world in which I dream.
Without blame,
Without shame,
No right,
No wrong.
A world empty and clean,
Running where all is plain,
Falling into a dream
Sinking through the sand,
Watching life fade away,
We're left with no choice.
Happier now,
That we have no voice,
Words are weapons,
And words are walls,
Safely away,
No one to bother,
and no one to call.
A world without choice is a world without pain,
Nothing to lose, and yet nothing to gain.

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Tongue

There is safety in lies,
Hiding behind a thin disguise,
Waiting for the day to come,
When they'll realize what you are;
Faithless scum,
An attention whore,
A envious shadow
Of those you adore.

Never catering to their needs,
Yet always for your vanities.

Never can her words satisfy,
You must always be best in others' eyes.

May these words cut you where it hurt,
May it be a blessing,
May this bring you down to size
May this be a healing,
Fixed in your own eyes,
Yet none shall ever know.
Your penance, forever unsung
Your lies no longer flow.