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swan song
it seems appropriate that i sang first like a bird in fall thinking it's spring sings its most beautiful song. and that you should sing our swan song a great presence imperceptibly frozen in place. in between there was silence so beautiful it shattered the ice lulled our lost selves into a false sense of forever.
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Vengeance
I live so deep inside the dark Never knowing how to change I'm dying But I'm calm And then I hear how they coming And I'm pulling my punches And I don't know what I'm becoming But this feeling is numbing And I find myself falling Who are you? And who are we? I am vengeance for the times that used to be I am no longer what I used to be And what you see Is just a mask that I'm putting on And I hate that I love it But the mask that I wear is me I live so deep inside the dark Never knowing how to change I'm dying But I'm calm I have mastered all of the fear but one Loss is something I cannot afford And I have scars to remind me I used to thought that I was a good man But vengeance is a bad thing And it's all I've got I live so deep inside the dark Never knowing how to change I'm dying But I'm calm
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Black Lake
* Warning contains Mature content The figures were silhouetted only briefly in the glow of the full moonlight, then a veil of fog drifted hauntingly across the black lake All was shrouded permanently into an eerie shadowy world of smoke and darkness But what had I seen? Was it not a man dragging what appeared to be a women’s body toward the water? I returned to my rented cabin by the lake secure in the idea that my eyes were simply playing tricks on me It was late... and I had been drinking The next morning I was awoken by sirens and emergency lights I looked out my window to see them pulling a mutilated body unto the opposite shore I felt a cool breeze float across the hairs on the back of my neck I decided, I must tell the authorities what I had seen I reached for my clothes and found they were covered in blood I staggered to the bathroom to wash my face Surely there was still but sleep in my eyes As I gaze at my figure in the mirror I saw the claw marks across my
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