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Literary Creations

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•Fledgling attempts with Photoshop 7..
(coming soon)

•Here are a few of the blasphemies I've vomited from pen to paper and now I share them with you.

"To Hell"
"Gifts of the Flesh"
"Just Desserts"
"Shattered"
"Spoiled"
"Struggle"
"Again"
"Bitter"

"To Hell"
You've been on my mind alot
you've been on my heart
you've been in my dreams, girl, still
it's tearing me apart

so I've decided this should end
I can't repress myself
ski mask, black boots, ninja suit
you're goin' back to HELL

I'm gonna creep inside your crib
how quiet I can be
your fucking snoring ought to mask
my gig'ling..tee hee hee

I'll wrap this wire around your neck
the B string from my "Strat"
remember when I wrote your song?
this symbolism's phat

I'll watch the flesh get split into
you'll wrestle for awhile
but you won't put up too much fight
cause that just ain't your style

just like the day you gave us up
you didn't care to try
and then you went to all your friends
pretending you could cry

it ain't like you got hurt ya know
it ain't like you can care
you're still pissed off at moms and pops
I took the heat.. no fair

your blood is on the sheets again
like when I took your youth
but this time it ain't love I feel
it's hatred, pain and truth

I hate you for the lies you told
the pain was my return
the truth is you're goin' back to Hell
and , bitch, I hope you burn
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"Gifts of the Flesh"
make mine enemies thine
raise my burden high
feel my fire, my youth defiled
perused on needle spires

Taste my sorrow need
dissatisfied to feed
another victim feels my steel
unchecked, I kneel to greed

take up blade and shield
praise this murder field
lift to me your cries and pleas
...a smile against my will
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"Just Desserts"
flesh faced but mortality impaired
blood vessel shred to no avail
God grant me wisdom to be scared
pleasentries unmade this perfect shell

torn free of sanity without demand
tear away the sacred veil
I walk as I see fit and stand
fulfilling dreams of kings each time I fail

blood lust I laugh, your fear is falsified
Vampyre a myth of ages past
true anguish lives in all of us
not just earthen toys who dress in black

blasphemers turn to face your judgement day
come stand beside your accuser
no timeframe now as I begin to pray
another breastfed zombie getting just desserts
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"Shattered"
Have I lost my mind
-my way.. all that depends on it?
Can I look behind
pull days from days I've spent watching?

Who cares for my regret
my fear and hope, if hope I gain
. And what if I perfect
that dismal goal of stern unchange?

..and mother nature lies
... and trust by friends is battered
..and duty I despise
I give it up
turn to my lust
the craving wins..
I'm S h a t t e r e d
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"Spoiled"
how have I so long
sworn to nothing
sword & psalm
of praise to thee
forsaking dreams
of all our own hopes fallen

how can I be helped
refuse the chains
provide for self
decaying night
fear honors blight
instilled by darkened armies

raging ever still
along the draw
atop the hill
a putrid grave
where druids pray
in court with sovereign sinners

returning hated more
the pennance fouled
thoughts burn & roar
no more the test
the pupil rests
returning lacks the promise
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"Struggle"
I keep forgetting that I'm in this alone
I keep forgetting that it's ten on one
I keep forgetting that there ain't nobody
Looking after me. No, not even this hottie

But she keeps talking like there's somethin to fight for
When all we do is pass the time til the next war
Within my mind is a struggle for peace
and she can't understand cause she's been livin under the sheets

I got a father too and he thinks I'm godsend
He ain't a sucker. He's aware how I'm livin
But still the love is there from one to another
The same applies for my mother, my sister, and little brother

So shit's been crazy for a little too long now
I wanna drop it but I ain't got a clue how
It seems that every time I make it a new mile
Some mutha fuckers waitin to take it with a slick smile

Do I revert back to things in my past?
Answer the bullshit with a laugh and a gun blast
Or have I turned into the man I should be
And the only fuckin problem is nobody can see me?
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"Again"
Again
The pulsing, pounding, growing
skull expanding rage of knowing
this development of frenzy
isn't mine and never will be

Again
I sit against the buildings
Feeling nothing, wait for healing
But still the sound of rage keeps rolling
Toward my peace like whores exposed and

Again
There's nothing I can offer
Still, a coin's left by the coffer.
Skin dissolved from holy contact
never mends.. and my bones show that.

Again
This ultimatum's given
Damn, I'm tired of this livin'
under plagues infecting morals
And what's with all the pointless quarrels?

Again
Your side accuses ours
Soldiers die. A show of power.
Universal pissing contest.
Did genocide replace the fist?

Again
I stand and scream to leaders
Bring back fisticuffs, it's cheaper
than digging graves for sons and brothers
If nothing else it spares the mothers

Again
It all becomes too hectic
Pray for peace but can't direct it
Where's this god we're trained to follow?
And if he's real why'm I still hollow?

Again
I spill my soul on paper
Black ink drips but never shapes words
All because I'm simply givin'
up on all this two-faced livin'

Again
I lay my head against
a pillow in the box I rent
And softly I ask for forgiveness
Glad she's not awake to witness

Again
I close my eyes and dread
the carnage left inside my head
The body parts and screams of anguish
Relieved that I don't speak their language

Again
Familiar faces taunt me
Bullets hiss while victims haunt me
And in the din of tortured screaming
There's always one who seems to reach me

Again
I'll beg for his forgiveness
God, if he could only give it..
But I'm distracted by the sound
of my flesh ripping..I'm on the ground

Again
The sunset looks down on me
And the ones who've fallen with me
And we all bled in one accord
Though some bleed less and some bleed more

Again
The dream begins to fade
I sit up straight to shake the haze
My clothes are thrown on less than careless
I'm usually not aware of all this.

Again
I'll spend the day just musing
Over things that cause soul bruising
I'll probably sit against that building
waiting for some sort of healing

Again
The pulsing, pounding, growing
skull expanding rage of knowing
this development of frenzy
isn't mine and never will be
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"Bitter"
I felt it flash inside my soul today
The pangs I thought had come and gone
But something slipped past all my walls and now
I doubt the strength I depended on

I learned to tell myself your face is grey
With nothing I deem elegant
And I suppose I was too eager to
Force myself to be convinced

But all such nonsense faded like a fog
When through the door you stepped tonight
And how the hell can one man save against
Feelings he's no right to fight?

Were there still things you felt you left unsaid
Or touches you had left to give?
Or were they spent on him while I became
just the guy who watched your kids?
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