The truth is, I just love to write.

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Here is some of my work!
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TEARS

My vision is a blur
All I see is shapes
I remember what we were
The memories I try to escape
Everything is lost
And is yet to be found
Tears are what you caused
Tears splatter to the ground
You are lost to me
And now I can't find you
In my dreams you're all I see
Do I have to find someone new
You gave me life
When no one else would
You gave me strength
By believing I could
But now I can't see
The water clouds my eyes
I'm like a clown
Wearing it's desguise
Because everything is lost
And is yet to be found
Tears are what you caused
Tears splatter to the ground


The Night's Killer


You are the lambs
I am the lion
You obey my commands
And I read your thoughts
You fall in love
But it's all just lust
For that's who I am
Darkness and lust
Shadows and blood
Blood...
That's what I need
You must hurry now
Get away from me
I have gotten to close
And now I can see
Just how it has to be
Farewell my love
Stake me now
And remember me
As. . .
The night's killer


Death's Door

Blood flows and Darkness sets in
Thinking thoughts from deep within
Lying there on the threshold
Bleeding out, your body is cold
Shivering and shuddering in deep despair
Crying and yelling that it's just not fair
Holding your breath against the pain
Thinking of how nothing will remain the same
As the Raven comes to take you away
The Raven will look upon you and say
"Take a look upon thine own self
And look upon thy future."
Your death is the future
And your future iis at Death's door
And as Poe wrote
"Quoth the Raven, 'Nevermore.'"

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and now a peom by William Blake

THE SICK ROSE

O Rose, thou art sick?
The invisible worn
That flies in the night
In the howling storm
Hath found out
Thy bed of crimson joy
And it's dark secret love
Does thy life destroy