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Selfish Demise

It's a telltale sign of hell's punishment
Hear it in the wind, the fool's lament
The storm is taking its lasting form
Slowly the highest heavens are thorn

Thunder roaring like proudest lion
Barely a man in disguise of buffoon
He stands with dignity at the front of the line
A mantra endless, repeating to self: It's all fine

But on this night ominous, things are different
A black knight rides his horse, eyes deferent
Refusing to meet the scarlet starlit sea
Meeting his doppelganger over cup of tea

Tonight, a murder takes place
Slicing your veins with a lace
Made of unchanging eternity
Dying in all beautiful placidity

The mirror shatters, bleeding feelings unspoken
By trepidation, anxiety, agitation overtaken!
Revealing the unpleasant reality publicly
As what is life runs down on the ground freely

The glass pulsing with ungodly desires
A massacre caused by your crimson ires
Murderer and victim one and the same
You and your inner-demons never tame

The rain and the storm are inside your soul
The ice of time, that wind blowing so cold
It is all within your flesh and bones
As you forgot the colors and tones

Of this world quite miserly
You've made for yourself meekly
In the end, all I can say my young friend
Is that unsurprisingly you appear to be fiend

That is why, I must say it immediately
Loudly, without even the slightest subtlety
Your hands are covered in your own blood
Your visage twisted by your own wounds

You are your own selfish demise

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Requiscate In Pace

I don't exist anymore
Such was the way before
Such it will be after
I feel like light feather

Blown in the dusty summer wind
I close my eyes, seeing a mind
Unlike any others, ideas impossible
Concepts often sworn to be despicable

Frankenstein, creature of horror
That story rings deep into my core
Monster, abomination, freak
Slowly, it trinkles, a leak

Of crimson and scarlet
This fearful sole outlet
That pain cherished
In the walls blemished

I lie, I deceive
Sad, I conceive
But, there is no other way...
To keep this shame away...

Loathing for my own self
Such even words heartfelt
Could not change in any shape
Broken, looping, like a tape

The Less Taken Path... and its Destiny
When in this endless night I see lonely
My own fateless wretched soul
Dripping of stench, oh so foul

I never asked to be this way, understood?
In fact, I prayed against it as I stood
Before the altar of the Merciless
And at last, put myself to rest

The melody of life
Rhyming with strife
Walking down at my own pace
Singing requiscate in pace

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Bare

What sort of trickery
As brought misery
On this house made of dream
Burned in the tears, a stream

I know I'd swore it wouldn't come to this
There is no penance for me in all this
I've failed you, I realise, quite accutely
And that's why I offer my hand so feebly

Would you show me mercy?
Grant me some complacency?
But then, you did knock my hand away
I guess I've lost everything on this day

This one morning solemn in May
When the sun beamed, a ray
Illuminating this court we used to share
As I die, can you see I offered myself bare?

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Not Yet

Destituted from the highest throne
Shivering under the cold rain alone
To excess I am prone, but this I will demand
I beg you, Beloved do not leave this grey land

The steps echoing with the memories of your smiles
I can still see your laughter dancing on the tiles
Of this empty hallway we used to share
I dare yell, plead, don't you dare!

Leave me stranded into this foreign winter
To none of my needs it is able to catter
Oh, Love, there is still so much to do together
Your luminescent presence gone, I catch a feather

Symbol of utmost radiance
As I lose all my patience
I can't stand it anymore, I forbid you to leave!
To find yourself being alike the autumn leaves!

Not yet Love
Not yet a Dove
Not yet Love, not yet, I'm not yet in Heaven
So please, run away from the ominous Raven

Don't die yet, my one true Love
Don't depart for a land high above
I've yet to gain those porcelain wings
As the oppressive bell of death rings

I have yet to earn the title of Angel
A spirit to hear the chorus of a bell
With your name inscribed on it with impurity
And I know I will not get away with impunity

But in the end, it does not matter
As I watch it go down, this meter
Soon, it shall come unavoidable
The Bittersweet, so damnable!

I will not try to lie
I have still yet to die
So please, be patient, just a little longer
So I may welcome you, in those lands yonder...

And instead of crows eating at our rotting corpses
Into the night where the firefly boldly dances
You will find us to be nothing more than pair of dove
Dying together, writting The End in common, for Love

A flame long divided, united in demise
Bound into eternity by scarlet ties

A wildfire, spelling words of Us

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Charming the Moon

A gracious silver silhouette
For a mirage, a solemn bet
I shall pull on strings with invisible fingers
For a feeling that forever in the land lingers

A declaration of utmost infatuation
Romance, the name of the situation
Sitting on my little castle of dry sand
I'll look up at you, ask you if you understand

That I love you, adore you, need your presence
Together, precious, why not, let's jump the fence
Defy the three wenches of fate, together like rocks forgotten
Snakes stirring within the ocean of sand, by arrows striken
A egregious god, I by those vile reptiles of love bitten
None has achieved what I will, you will soon be taken

Perfect circle of argent
Of the Heavens the infant
Will you give me your divine favor?
I pray at your altar with fervor

I would do anything for your graces
Show you the world, a thousand faces
In fact, no atrocity is bellow me, for a stare
I would kill, slaughter, torture, without care!

I offer my broken wings to you as a tribute
In honour of your beauty, so that I may refute
Any who may doubt the sincerity of me the Heartfelt
Steady, by your side, ever-present, like a safety belt

A guardian to you silent stargazer
Of your hidden dance I am the watcher
Soon of your one soul the catcher
Artist to your forms, I am a gazer

No canvas reaching the hegenomy of your beauty
None of my work worthy, what a miserable pity
Yet, I still keep an hope vain
As from my visage life drains

I am the Moon Charmer