

Lies.Worthless, worthless, worthless soul!Lies.
you have cut away the basting stitches
that had held together my heart
with the piercing Damascus blade
of
your
Lies!


The battle.The people all around me, they scream, in hope and in fear...The battle.
I stand afar, upon the edge of this battle field-
green, dirt spattered, and drenched with heaven's tears...
The frigid breeze whispers the secrets of war,
while the soldiers stand aligned, ready to fight with bare hands,
and the winter strikes its sharp sword to our bones.
But the deafening heartbeat of the drums -
they keep that cunning blade from us,
as the battle then begins...
The people all around me, they scream in hope and in fear...
the f
--
F.U.N.
F is for fire that burns the whole town down!
U is for uranium-BOMBS!
N is for no survivors!
Down here in the deep blue sea!
-Plankton
--
"Yes of course,
I am speaking in metaphors
for something more
in your heart." - Rufus Wainwright.
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