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Stranger
than reality
Death`s finality
In
this condition
can`t find absolution
My
life`s path
in the way of God`s wrath
Own
decisions not included
I have been excluded
World
wide, its been decided
I was not invited

Kevin Beary- - - - - - - It`s the fear of the Finality of death , that inspires us to believe , Its HOPE , not faith



I`ve Heard you cry but have never seen the tears
I`ve watched you lie
You lie so sweetly behind a smile


When I look into your eyes
I can see that you love me
But its just not the same
Its more like being friendly
I wish I could change
The way you feel about me


Say tonight , you`ll be mine
But anger and Despair , you throw at me
Its not meant for me
Give it to whom it belongs ..Please
I`m just a child, hoping for your hand
Come back to me , your heads in the clouds
You don`t see clearly …As for me
I`ll just be here


I don`t know you at all
You`ve told me your wants and fairs
You`ve said that you love me
But afraid to le me close
You don`t want me to go ….or Stay
I still don`t know you
Or just don`t understand
Shes my girl, shes my love
She just doesn`t know
Her moods swing my heart
Beating Rapidly
Dreaming Wildly
Its my head in the clouds
Looking down at her the beauty on solid ground
KB

 

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 The drone of crickets keep me company as the waning moon sheds light upon me The calmness of night soothes my mind Sweet hone dew collects upon the yielding blades of grass Soft thoughts and mild dreams Relax my brow as the cool fog of sleep Clouds my eyes ,drifting … floating away

DANCING MEN UPON GALLOPING HORSES PLUNDER THUNDEROUSLY ON ROCKY GROUND THE SLAPS OF HOOVES AND HOTTS OF WAR COMBINE WITH THE HOWL OF WOVES , DOGS OF HELL HOUNDS OF HUNGER THE SPIRITS OF DEATH ARE UPON US CHAOS CLASHES WITH THE CLANG OF STEEL CUTTING PAIN SHATTERS THE CALM …………

………..The warm glow of sun and sweet sounds of morning stretch and soothe my relaxed muscles Cool breeze awakes my dulled senses Blue skies wispy clouds Greet my eyes with pleasure

me

THE RAVEN -- Edgar Allen Poe

 

 

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