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I heard a new voice in my head, he said his name was Fred. Fred said he will not be happy till all of you lay dead. Fred says things that might sound cruel like one day he will rule. Fred will kill again and again, all the women and all the men. No one will be left alive when Fred decides it's time to rise. Bodies pile up at his feet, till Heaven and Earth start to weep. Blood flows forth like a crimson river, Fred says he's going to eat your liver. I must go lest Fred get mad for I know it's best to keep him glad, wont you say goodbye to Fred?
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Fallen
When I was little, I held my hands up
and there was always a bigger pair
there to pick me up, raise me up
Dark and cold both accumulate near the ground
but I had found
a path to heaven, now forgotten
as the earth turns 'round;
So overcome by confusion, how...?
I can't cast my demons out
one devil still pulls me down
off the earth and off my gentle cloud
I lay upon the ground,
bloodied, broken, beaten down
and lament my fate, silenced now
He recalls his immoralities as if
they were someone else's little slips
and though his words have scarred me
much deeper than any knife or whip
he parades through town, a man, a god
going on about life as
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The man who feared death
A man once feared death as all do, but this man was a coward.
He pleaded for Death to free him from this eternal curse, and Death agreed, for Death was cunning.
The man was granted safety from the curse of death, but was burdened with a new one.
All beings suffer, as is life.
The man was cursed to relieve suffering from those around him, and take this pain upon himself.
He pleaded for Death to free him from this eternal curse, and Death refused.
The man groveled, begged, attempted to bargain with Death, but Death did not budge.
“All must suffer an eternal curse, you have made your trade.”
The man resigned himself to his ne
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murderer
you died,
five days after
you said you loved me.
i think it was
my heart which killed you.
perhaps
you just didn't fit
with my bones,
the clavicle, i think.
or maybe it was
something you said,
and the black hole
of my heart
swallowed you.
you died then,
i believe;
even though
we both clung on
(for just awhile.)
we parted at christmas.
and i buried you
in the ground
of my heart.
i think it happened
on the third day;
when i killed you,
i mean.
you said
you wanted to
learn to love me
soon.
you lied.
so much for
a death wish.
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Very expressive piece.