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A corrupted look;
That trembled and shook.
A broken heart,
A loveless stare;
Feelings of loneliness,
And no ones care.
A gently worn novel,
Trinkets of glass;
Losing all hopes
That this fright would pass.
Seeing so many faces,
But none she sought.
Her disheartening love,
Would not be forgot.
The Art of CountingI tossed and I turned, unable to sleep
I then stared at the ceiling, nice and comfy in bed.
Then I got an idea: Ill just count sheep!
And with that, I began counting the sheep in my head.
One, two, three, four
Theres a fifth, an eleventh, and then seven more
Before I knew it, I was feeling quite drowsy
So I laid down my head, and all but expired
And I woke up the next morning, feeling terribly lousy
So I decided right then: Don't count sheep when youre tired.
Magician's RuseDarkness is where it lies
Where true colors are shown brightest
There is no judge but you
The figures created by the mind come to full existence
Knowledge is useless, opinions form a reality
To venture into is a suicide
It gives face to the venomous ideals
Seek not the dark, but the light
Escape from an abyss
For without light, our illusions cannot last.
TigerHe stalks, he creeps, he tortures the weak
He smiles and cackles and chuckles
He utters an oath as his friend disappears
Leaving him frustrated, angry, disgruntled
But his eyes grin again, when he finds a new friend
One to lavish, to clutch, and hug more
With the strength of his bite, he will hug him real tight
Til his friend will not breathe, nevermore
He shakes as he laughs, completely and wholly at peace
Not before long, his stomach will cry, and hell need a new friend to eat.
Roaring TerrorIt howls as if a wounded beast
It lifts as if the strongest man
It towers over and sees all, as if a god
Its breath as biting as a sharks jaw
It thrives off of suffering, like a manic killer
It does at it pleases, as if a spoiled child
It destroys all it sees, like a demolition team
It shows no remorse, as a judge in a court
It leaves trash in its wake, like a careless crowd
But it is none of these things, just a horrific tornado.
CrushI feel the pound of passion pumping through my purple veins
This extra-special energy thats not so easy to explain
It caresses me, it calms me, and carries me away
It lets me live in luxury every single day
The rumble in my ribs reveals my rowdy roaring heart
When he waltzes in my wandering does the rapid pounding start
I cant control my clumsy soul, how quickly it did fall
For his happy, heartwarming, playful grin, I pass always in the hall
I shudder and shrink, at what he would think, if I showed him my love all at once
While I cant say for sure, Id think hes mature, and wont hurt me and think me a dunce.
The Scientific Formula of LoveMy dearest love
My love for you burns with the intensity of 1000 calories
Which is enough to increase the temperature of a cubic meter of water
One degree Celsius
You light the Bunsen burner of my heart
The chemistry between us almost unbearable
We share the covalent bonds of love
Let us form the solution of ecstasy
Iodine. Lutetium, vanadium. Yttrium, oxygen, uranium.
I. LuV. YOU.
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