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Time Left To Repeat

Round and round 
Round and round we go 
life after life drowned 
in this world we think we know 
past to present then back to past again 
lives lost but are not dead 
those thought dead brought back again 
children of the past once again go to bed 
for those unable to comprehend 
time repeats from the cradle to the grave 
then starts the beginning of the end 
despite all efforts that we gave 
and is then reversed 
never to change like a song that's been rehearsed 
leaving many hearts needing a mend 
within this cycle that seems to never end.

Copyright © Jacob Frey | Year Posted 2014



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Days Gone By

All the time I've wasted and chances I've refused to take 
Dreams deferred and the mornings I did wake 
Bring sadness upon me and tears to my eyes 
Little did I know just how quickly time flies by 
Deep inside where all the stronger feelings originate 
Dejection and regret mixed with a little bit of hate 
I long to go back in time 
But I don't have that for a lifeline 
Little by little I slowly die inside 
Where all the chronic pains reside 
Lift me up then slam me down 
Tell me I'm able then watch me drown 
I'm under pressure, and about to blow 
See the darker colors glow 
I'll show you things you've never seen before 
Joy burnt all the way to the core 
Along with all the other good things that died inside 
I'll let you in with no force applied 
I'm tired and I can't sleep at all 
I'm weak and about to fall 
I'm antithesis to sublime 
All because of father time 
I have to watch time leave with no goodbye 
I stare as it blows right out the window and wonder why 
My sadness pins me to the ground 
I take the pain and make no sound 
I cry when it leaves my sight 
And say goodbye to all the days gone by, and hello to the dark, dreary, and somber night.

Copyright © Jacob Frey | Year Posted 2014

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Heart of a Caged Animal

Cling to the last fragments of your credence 
Forgetting all mistakes and faults 
Forgiving the critics of their impotence 
and slandering those the world exalts 
They can lock an animal in a cage 
Depriving it of its God-given right 
However can never take away its rage 
So they instead put it in a vexatious plight 
Despite this all and control of a tyrant 
Driven by a claim of purity 
A claim of which he needs to recant 
I would have pity for one with such calamity 
But for those who hope wrongdoing on another 
And receive from it some sick sense of pleasure 
I wish for you a long life and pain in which you smother 
For they are great and to them you are of no measure 
As comforting the song of an angel calming the rage of the caged animal and setting it free 
That same angel's song heals the enraged caged animal's wounds inside of me.

Copyright © Jacob Frey | Year Posted 2014

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If I Were Gone

If you were never again to see me, 
Left to live alone in question, 
Deprived of whom you cared for endlessly, 
Would you live in hesitation? 
Forever to reproach of my deliverance, 
Meanwhile wandering through a dark forest 
Searching for just a single sign of my existence, 
Praying that I have not been put to rest. 
If you open your eyes
You will see that I have not, 
But have instead been awoken. 
So the matter at hand 
As you watch the break of dawn, 
Remember that it is a request not a demand. 
I would not want you to give up on life, if I were gone.

Copyright © Jacob Frey | Year Posted 2014

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Pyromaniac

We are fire
Dancing in the wind
To the left, to the right
'Till the end of sight
Cascading down and down and still further
Silence, not our forte 
We blaze
Red, blue, white hot
We, the undefeated
We are the champions of the night
Spreading wider, and even more
We spread, until the breath of life lives no more

Copyright © Jacob Frey | Year Posted 2014



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The Eagle Beneath My Wing

We fly farther than any other can go 
me and the eagle beneath my wing. 
We fly wherever the wind may blow. 
We'll never give up hope; it is hope to which we cling. 
Hope is our creed; we tattooed the word itself on each other’s heart. 
So far, we have not discovered what we had hoped to find. 
I will never allow us to be torn apart, 
because without the eagle beneath my wing, I would be blind. 
If faced with the choice to die or give up our creed, 
we would not let our creed fall apart and tear. 
We would gladly fly through the darkness, stare death in the eye, and proudly bleed. 
Are purpose is fulfilled, so our souls would glide through the air. 
Together in peaceful serenity we would fly 
in such a way that the seraphs up above start to sing. 
As I begin to joyfully cry: 
Together forever, me and the eagle beneath my wing.

Copyright © Jacob Frey | Year Posted 2014

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Youth of Yesterday

Oh sweet misery
How you comfort my soul
Make our bond whole with sorrow
My gorgeous nightmare 
My unfortunate truth
Break down and chase away my youth
For years of yesterday 
Calm me now
I see your tears
Remember, my soul too, shall ache and hide from me

Copyright © Jacob Frey | Year Posted 2016

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The Rose

Bright, is the future of thee, 
as bright as the northern star 
you shine through the night in perfect harmony
a beautiful blooming rose, you are. 
When thinking of purity, you are what I see. 
A fragile but strong-willed child, left unable to mar. 
You love others; you never show animosity. 
So, I presume with you I'll stay, 
for you changed me, and saved me from the day.
Thank you for the love you gave to me, 
now my days will be bright, no longer gray.

Copyright © Jacob Frey | Year Posted 2014

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Aching Souls

A constant ache
A raging churn
Within my heart
The pulse of it
Throws me under
One… Two… Three… Four
One… Two… Three… Four
One… Two… Three… Four
Then the silence
It boils inside
Pointing fingers
Not good manners
The aching stops
Silence is dread
Seconds, minutes
Hours, days, weeks... soon
The day will come
My soul will ache

Copyright © Jacob Frey | Year Posted 2014

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Werewolf

At daybreak I feel relieved 
Though at night I long for more violence 
Only at dusk I fear for I know it is coming 
Coming for me no not for me for it is me that is coming out to unleash that anger of which one holds inside 
I am of evil and I am the darkness in the night I am the cruelty that comes as the sun has finished setting 
My anger rises and so I let it loose
I break the chains that I myself fastened in hopes for me to not get away
Ravenous that is what I am
I stalk the weak child that is lost in the night searching for safety 
And when that moment comes when he cries out in loneliness I give him my god-forsaken company 
I snarl at laugh when I see the fear in his eyes 
Then I put him out of his misery
Slashing at his throat I come to realize That I for one know his pain and so in his pain I plunder 
The moment comes when I see that this child was mine
But that moment was too late for in that moment all I can do is stare at the lifeless corpse in front of me
Just another soul I've taken to add to my punishment of being damned for all eternity

Copyright © Jacob Frey | Year Posted 2014

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