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Keep on the pace, that They demand Work, Stop, Rest, simple continuous commands Rise for the observing judges Act as your fellow puppets. The strings get tighter, as time keeps carving Through the veins & through bone Slowly, making it all, a torment. Insufficient is the  will, to go against them As there is enough hate to feel,  And no one to condemn. Known to us all are these strange masters but it is a faceless collective That no one and everyone belongs to. Keep the pace, That they demand Work, Stop, Act, simple continuous commands Rise for the observing monsters Fall as your fellow puppets.

Waiting for a simple moment to occur a habit known for its mundane pace it´s all that stays while man awaits. Artificial cave full of motion, used as a traveling point in this new age of awe. And so a young man waits the subway wagon to arrive to fulfill his normal life 1 After a small bang of sound he finally goes to the metallic worm that carves around his world Sitting down feeling the noise Testing The silent thought * And then after a quick glance to reassure his place in time She appeared right ahead Same age, young and fresh beauty with dark long hair And smiling at his way 2 -Motion- A fluid stream

Let it all in everything that makes you -ILL- Let it all out everything that makes you -FEEL- Emotion, what you need Instinct, What you have All what you have left, is s numb moment of time. All what you do now, is wait for your mind. Let it all in everything that makes you -SICK- Let it all out everything that makes you -THINK-

"Motionless" Another night outside of calm there´s too much in my mind to even worry about problems outside in real life. Eyes closed, blood pumps, and the pulse drops, The nightmare begins with a simple flash of light. Every scale of grey & every single sound is clear, and perfect showing the worst of all. Random images disorienting sense discording sounds making all bleed Anger, Madness, Calm, Hate All of those mixed in the end. All of that while trapped, without the ability to move to react or to scape while death carved slowly through my head. And now i wake up hoping i need to go. But to my demise there a

Wont you ever tell me what is wrong to you you know, i would Give it all for you The last time i saw you i cried a river the last time i saw you i knew it was good bye Because i am only happy when you are And if you are away then i`m away too And know i roam this earth with no one to care I know, You would Leave me alone Last time i called you you forgot me Last time i called you you did not cared Because i am only happy when you are And if you are away then i`m away too

"Blind" It´s another night, time to close my eyes only a few moments, to get out form here. The walls are gone, and my eyes are kept shut it is not fear, it is not my will they are just shut, and i cannot open both. moments after this they open suddenly. Surprise surprise, i cannot see and still i know something´s closing in. It is in size like a human, in appearance a demon i guess this by the fact his claws are in my neck. The urge to know what is in front, is bigger. And the senses keeping me up, dimmer. The claws stretch the skin, it´s scream cracks my bones. I need to see, I need to know, what beast is brea

"Screaming" I cannot feel my face, i just want to wake up; i shout, i fight, i tear myself apart every thing i do is useless i stay in pain. I try to sing to calm myself, but my voice comes out numb, and spiders are the notes. I cannot do nothing except to shut it up and wait for something to wake me up. This is the end, something warns me; i hit the walls, i hit everything i can. I scream one last time, i cannot get out and even thought i can´t, i try to cry. I finally come out, angry and out of mind i calm myself, "it all has ended" i tell to myself. Then something strange is in my room, marks of hits, and struggle in

With a little touch of sulfur: Decadence The feelings of life in death, and death among life, is questioned every second around the world, this claim is real, because, even if a single person is not constantly thinking about it, there is a sporadic moment when one person thinks "¿What the hell will happen when I am gone?", leaving this matter, ¿What happens when one person reach the limits of dementia to find the answer to a question un-answered for centuries?, I am afraid to tell you, esteemed reader, that I will not be able to give resolution to that, but I will show you, a story, to compensate my fault. "Life it´s full of

-Story untold for far too long, it´s being retold for you to enjoy; But there´s a warning here my child, and it´s that you won´t ever shout: For "he" might hear that sound, and from your dreams you´ll never rise; And now that you´ve heard these words, close your eyes and hear mi voice.- "Silent guy, with big large smile, he went to town, once in a while, He never talked, he only walked, pass the church into a tomb, He sat in there with no regret, while others prayed for those long dead. He waited something, something fresh. Fresh and cold, with a black rose, he waited for just one noise Bells are ringing

The rain comes around, the town empties And no one comes out, they just run absent I then come out, for me to find my way With nothing left in vain, I just stand in there I stand at the middle, at the middle of the park In the middle of my mind, I then close my eyes, answers spice this moment Moment to realize; One drop falls on me, and then a second follows, Ten drops come, to every part of me, Every drop`s the same, every drop has changed A million drops have fallen, a billion more to arrive Just as they fall, they fuse with my thoughts Both begin the same way, with just a single few, But then millions arrive, with astounding

You are there, Whenever I dream. You and I, Together we are one. Whenever I dream. Your touch is soft, your gaze is paralyzing. We are meant for each other. Whenever I dream. The earth does not crumble beneath you. Rain does not pelt us. Whenever I dream. The world becomes quiet when you speak. Your voice completes my soul. Whenever I dream. Your eyes are perfect, my heart cries for you. Everything is perfect. Whenever I dream. Come to me, you must hear my call. You are my love, my life. Whenever my dream. I hear your voice, feel your touch. And it is as if you love me. Whenever I dream.

I put on a mask to hide my face. I make sure that it leaves no trace. I want to open up myself and share, But if I do will you still be there? Thoughts more twisted than you know. My self-esteem's extremely low. Sometimes I have so much fear. So tough to keep my head clear. I want to kill myself all the time, But I just tell you that I'm fine. Sometimes I want to kill others. That's something you'll never discover. And so I keep it hidden inside. I don't know if it's fear or pride. This will change your image of me. You'll run away from what you see. You'll never look at me the same. I don't want to play this game. So I'll keep myself locked

A dark feeling waves over me. Right now it's all that I can see. I look around, but no one's here. Being alone is my deepest fear. I try to get out and see what's around. But not a single friend to be found. They smile politely, but it's not real. They don't understand how I feel. If nothing else at least there's some away. But when we talk there's nothing to say. I try to speak, but nobody's there. I just want someone to show that they care. My old friendships just seem to die. I wonder if I should even try. When I do, I feel so much worse. This empty feeling is such a curse. Maybe I should just stop trying. Maybe that can stop me from cryin

So much pain and you want me to trust. Some show of kindness seems like I must. You've made me feel like I was dirt. Do you care how much I've hurt? You push me until I want to die. To be forgiven you have to try. I know you won't. You're not able to. There's so little you can do. Not fully formed. You're so small. Barely anything you can do at all. You're not capable of having care. But with my changes, you seem to scare. I finally have power that you've always had. That it took so long is a little sad. And with my new self, where do you fit? You worry that this might be it. I tried to push you out, not a thought. That increased the strength

I sit here and think of you. Sometimes it seems that's all I do. Loneliness is all that I feel. It almost seems like you're not real. To hold you close would be bliss. To feel your warmth, your touch, your kiss. It drives me crazy that you're not here, And won't be for a whole year. Being with you is all that I see, But until then, loneliness will engulf me.

Make sure he's not like me, Daddy loves you, but best believe: Any wrong he does to you, take some thought before you forgive. Whether he's smoking, drinking, or whatever it is. If you know you can't accept his ways then walk away and choose to live. We all love you, baby girl, so here I am asking-no telling you: Make sure he gives you room to breathe, That he won't ever begrudge your needs, He won't be quick to anger or lie, He's faithful, true, and holds you high. Just make sure he's not like me, Or else first thing you do is leave.

 Destine's heart skipped in beats at Sora's intense staring. The piercing gaze from his shimmering silver-tinted blue eyes was so mesmerizing, that it was hard for her to look away. "I-Is there something wrong?" "No," Sora said, his voice solemn. "I was just…Envisioning something." "What was it?" "Something that's…More or less inappropriate and shameful." Destine shook her head, "I'm sure it isn't, please tell me." "Before I tell you, can I ask you a question?" Sora seemed very hesitant to tell his feelings. "Yes, of course." Destine said. For some reason, she could've sworn the hairs on the back of her neck were stan