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Ivan Garcia Poem
Many moons faded away while I waited patiently around for truth.. counting stars. What for? if they'll eventually fade away, just like the ones before. Just like the ones before. Just like the ones before.. just like all the ones before, The sun came and left as well, stayed long enough for me to see my scars, light turns into darkness then here ,here you come along with the stars that will eventually fade away,
In my memories, I wish they to would fade away. Along with the stars sun and moon never to rotate back again, in this planetary psycho cycle inside my mind..I know they to will fade. Fade away with in time..
Fade away in time.. stars just live to be admired then die, they to will fade like you have once before, a star that dies is never to be reborn. The sun came and left as well, stayed long enough to see me bleed..as I die quietly I envy them. Cause when they all die, they all leave with Bang
I'll become star destroyer..I'll become star destroyer.. I'll become star destroyer
The sun came and left as well, stayed long enough for me to see my scars, light turns into darkness then here ,here you come along with the stars that will eventually fade away,
Fade away in time.. stars just live to be admired then die, they to will fade like you have once before, a star that dies is never to be reborn
...... I am Star Destroyer..-
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Ivan Garcia Poem
There I lie with nothing in my mind sitting in my room,as the black sands pile up knee high and im doomed.
Still with nothing to do in the black sands I will stand and stare...without a care..thinking what should i say?.. and what should I do?..The black sand is like the devils grip as I feel it tear and rip out my cold soul,the black
sand is like the devils grip as I feel it tear and rip out my cold soul.Coldness,soulless,lifeless as I lay there in the darkness,without the strength to fight.Coldness,soulless,lifeless as I lay there in the darkness,without the strength to fight.I'm right back there where I started..with my mind departed,thoughtless and sandless and full
of life,as this thought starts to repeat it's self one more time...Coldness,soulless,lifeless as I lay there in the darkness,without the strength to fight.Coldness,soulless,lifeless as I lay there in the darkness,without the strength to fight.I'm right back there where I started..with my mind departed,thoughtless and sandless and full
of life,as this thought starts to repeat it's self one more time...I'll lie there waiting for the ....black sands of time...
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Ivan Garcia Poem
I hate..this meaningless war..take it away..take it away...
I hate..this meaningless war..take it away cause i can't take it anymore!
I hate this war that lies inside,I'ts true form I try to hide
From you,from them..from this world
It's me against me and no one else
I hate this meaningless war within me,I wish that I wasn't my only enemy
Why do i have to kill myself and keep my peace at perfect stealth?!
I wana live in peace and tranquility but my demons keep restraining my abilities
I will hunt them down..one by one and live once again in my open sun!!!
I will conquer myself to live in peace again,even if i have to tear off my limbs and head!
Be prepared to fight and die..lets begin I'll see you on the otherside
At all cost I will regain what was lost and mine..
I will triumph with pain and your blood will shine no more lies!!!
The battle starts and rush towards them with full force,strength and hate
Backed with a million possibilities of freedom and hope,
I must destroy to recreate that I know...
But can I win?can I win?can I win..?
But can I win?can I win?can I win..?
But can I win?can I win?can I win..?
Cause I don't,I don't,I don't ..know...
Take it away..take it away..take it away
This meaningless war...
Take it away..take it away..take it away
Cause I can't make it anymore
Take it away..
This meaningless war!!!!
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Ancient relics of the past shouldnt matter in this modern day of age...
but it still does,so I must..something of such sort and caliber should be spoken with caution,
but i cant..my blood rushes...uneasy abdomen..
a burst of wind swirls in me...this feeling..again.....im alive...
The dust is blown of that book once owned my an angel,left on my shelf but never forgoten,I hold it again..it resurfaces as so do I.
my dead body hints some signs of life and releases a power that layed dormant inside,I break out of my grave and into the light,now i see her even though not in sight,I feel my search is finally over....Ive found her-
Dare to ask as in why i fell in love with ur beautifull indian eyes....?
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Ivan Garcia Poem
As I sit here and I unfold the story of my untold past
I realize what I am..what a monster..A king of the outcast
And if you start to doubt me on my words, think about it what do you really know about me besides my name?
Dead weight is what a man chooses to drag around,the burden the problems and frown all come with my throne and crown.
I'll take it all both mine and their falls,i'll carry the cross of light onto the path of right,
Throw it on me i'll be alright a word to them,I promise I won't fail,I won't fall tonight
Throw it on me i'll be alright a word to them,I promise I won't fail,I won't fall tonight
The king of the outcast is what I am,Stranded in a fearfull land,surrouded in darkness in the black sands.Look at me for what I am,What a monster..a king of the outcast
Throw it on me i'll be alright a word to them,I promise I won't fail,I won't fall tonight
Throw it on me i'll be alright a word to them,I promise I won't fail,I won't fall tonight
Long live The King of the outcast....
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In discrete..in her I see..all obscurity..she lit the match and watched me burn...
I see in her brain,she shoots in my veins, I want her,I need her desire..well greed killed me but it's her i want..
Desire..desire..desire is all i see
Desire..desire..desire is all i need
Desire..desire..desire is killing me
Desire killed me.
I see her so different..so same..psycho..so tamed and sane..
I hate her,outcast her, I brand her the liar.
A liar..a liar..a liar is all you are
A liar..a liar..a liar is all you'll be
A liar..a liar..a liar you will die
A liar you will die..
I hate her..I love her..she's beauty in deceit..false entity..free spirit..insanity..
She drags me down...lower,then drives me up,higher and higher and higher,desire
Desire..desire..desire is all i see
Desire..desire..desire is all i need
Desire..desire..desire you will die
Desire..you will die
I hate the liar,I love the desire..
I hate the liar,I love the desire..
I hate the liar,I love the desire..
I hate the liar,I love the desire..
I HATE THE LIAR,I LOVE THE DESIRE!!!
I HATE THE LIAR,I LOVE THE DESIRE!!!
I HATE THE LIAR,I LOVE THE DESIRE!!!
I HATE THE LIAR,I LOVE THE.....DESIRE!!!
BREAK!!!!!!
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(This poem is about immigrants from all over the world..and my experience living both an American and Mexican life)
All across the world and in this nation there live individuals living in fear,I ask myself "Why do they hunt us?" and "Why do they want us out of here"?
And why?! Is this the land of fear?
And why?!Do I always sense the end is near?!!
A long time ago I crossed this nation to fullfill my destiny to manifest
I made blue prints of their customs and successfully their cultures I mimicked and maped
Just to find out that It was a planned trap..just to find out that they would attack
They struck in the midnight morning..I should of known they would betray me as soon
as I turned my back
Why do I sense the end is near?!
Why do I have to live in this land in fear?!
Why do I sense the end is near?!
And why can't I live my life in peace right here?!!
I'll take this..this land of fear..
I'll take this..this land of fear..
And why must I obey the ones that betrayed???
Why must I obey the ones that betrayed??...me??!!!
I'll take this land of fear!!!
I'll take this land of fear!!!
I'll take this land that betrayed me!!!!
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When your charade is over and the rain falls on your parade,don't come back looking for me to shelter you from the pain.
The tables have turned and you have tripped and slipped you are a master no more
you've lost your mighty grip,you no longer hold the whip.
What will you do when it's all over?
When eveyone you know and have always screwed over,get tired of sitting in your typhoon of neglection and lies?
What will you do when it's all over?
When it's over
When it's over
When it's over there will be no begining...
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