The Scene

The scene is so serene.
It gives me hope and sanity.
To these things I try to hold.
The beauty so elegant and bold.
When I come here it is strange.
I see the light.
The world is truly bright.
I feel no fear.
I have no doubt.
Nothing here could hold such clout.
The breeze is soft.
Above allelse my spirit is not lost.
When I come here it's a splendor.
I know that love is truly tender.
So I sit here in this scene.
Caught inside a wonderful dream.

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Your Touch

How I long to feel your touch.
It would mean so very much.
The thought of your body next to mine,
makes my heart ache so I begin crying.

You mean so much you make me shake,
the feel of your skin makes the earth quake.
I want you near so close to me.
If only things weren't so,
we could be.

I hope we'll be able to set ourselves free.
Your touch will make my world complete.
So finally I'll have you close to me,
for your touch is what I really need.

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Beating

Blood trickiling, pouring down my face.
Another humiliating moment of disgrace.
Lying in a corner filled with pain.
I feel nothing but totall shame.
I'm tired of being beaten cold,
by a world and love I feel so old.
I feel so lonley lying here,
my face is swollen from the beating and the tears.
It has to stop or I'll go mad,
the thought of which makes me very sad.
I love them so but it really hurts.
I think I must leave before I'm beat to eternal sleep.

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Drifting Hell

I sit here alone it's cold and dark.
I don't know where to go which way to embark.
Drifting along a lost ship at sea.
I'm lonley and desperate,
for my past I do grieve.
I've fumbled big time there's no doubt about that.
Now I'm burning in fire that's just like ice.
I'd take it all back if I had but one chance,
but I've blown it forever now I'm stuck in this dance.
So I'll sit here forever mourning my loss,
I crossed all the lines now I'm paying the cost.

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Hellraiser

Hellraiser stalks through midnight blue.
Keep out of sight or he'll come for you.
He has no reason, no sense of being.
All he wants is to deal in savage beatings.
Chaos is all he deems to be.
Everywhere he spreads his misery.
Lying, cheating, killing too.
Hellraiser doesn't care he's pure evil through and through.
His soul is black he has no heart.
His hate shoots through with vicious spark.
Beware this man he's coming through.
Protect yourself or he'll have you.

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My Angel

So much love in a being so small.
Her body may be frail but her will is so strong.
She fights and bleeds for others needs.
Never thinking of herself because she heeds.
The needs of others the pain they sheild,
the sorrow that cuts deep,
helps all the lost souls robbed by greed.

An angel down on earth,
a sacred soul.
She graces all she meets with needed love.

We thank her for her love,
compassion to the end.
She's the perfect little dove that fills me in everlasting joy.

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It Won't Be Long

It won't be long until the end.
I cannot take the rage boiling over I am spent.
It won't be long I can feel it now.
I've got my plan and feel no doubt.
I'm at my limits,
I'm broken down.
Soon I'll be free and in the ground.

I know I'm worthless a low down bum.
It won't be long now soon it's done.
I offer nothing.
I mean even less.
Accomplishing this is all I'll ever do and impress.
It won't be long just wanted to say.
Don't know how I'll make it through my remaining days.

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The Devil Inside Me

The devil inside me is struggling to be free.
I fight it down.
Yet with strong anger and hate it's outward bound.
I want the good I try so hard.
But by others I'm misunderstood.
They push and push until I break.
There is no road to low to take.
I want them to feel the pain inside.
All the worthlessness I try to hide.
So when I burst the devil inside,
comes to take their worthless hyde.
I'm so ashamed of the things he's done.
Though I'd rather have him fight than turn and run.

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Treat

It smells so good and it tastes so sweet.
How I love to eat this treat.
It's wet and slick it makes me tick.
I'll have as much as I can take.
It stretches out it squeezes mad,
it comes in pink it feels so rad.
I want it now I have a hunger.
I need it bad I'm filled with thunder.
So I'll get now and pound it out.
This lovely treat I can't do without.
So I slide it in,
and I slide it out.
Oh my God I'm gonna spout.

I've had my treat it was so good.
Maybe next time I'll go for two.

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A Move To Quick

A quick move.
The hunter now the hunted.
Contemplation, calculation, possible mass destruction.
Better grab the condom.
I feel like it's sodom.
Better run till dawn.
The claws are drawn.
I'm gonna start sprawlin, coughin, jawin.
I gotta get goin.
This bad dream is trippin,
flippin me into a bad state.
Throw the creature in a crate.
We need to sedate.
I'm no longer it's slave in this state.
Shove behind the gate so I can now relate.
free from the hedonism of this casim and blasphimism.

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