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| seppuku ninety years ago or maybe less... upon a time severe distress... i sought to end this fire that beats within my chest. two hands are here before my eyes hold close my end and sympathize reluctantly, unwillingly to help me to my rest. i pull the blade that fit so tight and held it up up to the light the time has come to do it right and put it to the test. i lay the blade upon my side and hold it firm with all my pride to tear across my flesh with honor at my best. ~~moshiko jokyu |
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| drink the night your skin looks pearlly white in the soft moonlight theres a hint of fright in your eyes tonight... ...you look around among the trees you hear a sound inside the breeze... why do you walk alone tonight? shouldn't you be at home tonight? i wonder if i might, join you and drink...the night. your eyes are the shade of jade though they're shining bright your hair is soft and smooth shining in the light... ...i love my prey and i have to strike... there's no other way, your mine tonight... why do walk alone tonight? shouldn't you be at home tonight? i wonder if i might join you and drink...drink the night. |
| howl gone from bright days lost in the howl of my nightmares i shrink from their stares and my solitude shares... all of my pain. cold in your light i drift away and go elsewhere i know its out there it leaves me to care...for all of my pain.. i push it all from me so i won't bring it down and you of all know this and you continue to come around... leave me now with what i began try as you want you can't understand ...all... ...all of my pain. my dream its black and lonesome when the darkness comes when the candlelight dies and the smoke is gone i close my eyes and the wretched song spills forth in a stream of pain. it crawls from my heart through my parted lips and stands before me there tainting all of my wits and although i am aware there is nothing wrong my grasp of peace is in vain. its all gone now, see? the light within my chest all but died out in me blotted out. no contest. nothing will ever be and nothing will belong... but the shell of me will remain. |
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