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The Game

here we are again
Always staring down that barrel of that gun
This battle has just begun
A War of a treasonous son
The death of so many on our hands
powerless we are
one by one they fall
marching to the top of it all
A weakness is but our strength under the cover darkness
here we are again
Its time fix things
They way I should of so long ago
Buried under the snow
The drifts blow
slowly a picture starts to show
its a face with no name
Its a plan so honest
that it cant be done without modesty
its more of the fickle irony
that constantly plagues me
here we are again
stirring a pot red hot
just to see what I really got
no longer a pretender
but a true defender
for everything there's something good
its chaos its order
its balancing yourself walking down the rails
the rust ages and get pail
but still the metal stays true
solid steel is what I'm about to wield
from the fires of heaven and earth
hell doesn't seem much worse
here we are again
friends that have a common goal
time to move on
everything has fallen to head
a stop in mid air
doing cartwheels in the despair
not even close to being scared
devils beware we are here
to stay to get in the way
to change the way games is to be played
no matter the hate
I will walk away
feeling okay
a foretold future is opened when you go back to the past
wounds that are but mere scars
on our souls buried deep within
forgiving is to be living
breath can get so shallow hiding in the dark
no more no more
another chess game once more

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Dead Can Never

Dead can never come alive
They got to be buried underneath to relive
They stay with peaceful time and in silence
So not to be disturbed by and stay with peace

Past is past and to be buried
Never to be remembered and opened
It has its bruise and sad side
Why we should bother about it and hide?

If you carry it further and bear at heart
It will be slow poison from the start
It may make you mentally sick and spread slowly
To whole body and kill you gradually

Past is to be forgotten
Wealth is to be donated if ill gotten
Life is for change and must move on
As river water moves for the purity of its own

Body may decay
Vision may go away
Hands may refuse to move
Only soul waits to be removed

One day you may be silent past
Life may move suddenly very fast
Death may knock and take you over
You need not find then any cover

You are gone forever
From the human memory with stop over
Few family members may remember on some occasion
Then slowly you will be put in 'question'

You were and now you are no more
Life size picture may be pushed in store
You will be taken out on anniversary
As it may then be felt necessary

Live in present as it is living thing
Past has no place for lively thing
If present is bestowed as blessings
Never afford to loose with other happenings

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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True Love

Shallow muffles smashed,
beneath the covers
shields my cries and holds my tears,
forgive my sins and heal my soul
though screams fell in-vain
i look for a better past
a new life cause none better
every exist as far as i move on
i fall and rise to fall again
so guide my hands and light my path
as i slowly move in the dark
scared of my own shadow
looking of my shoulder
as i curl up in a ball
this thing in side kills me
as my love for you have been hiding
though you're gone
i see you in my eyes
as i try to deny the fact
as no longer do your
face appear in reality
as moments no longer bring joy
and a smile no longer show,
suffering filled this heart break
as i look deep at my reflection
i see you remembering
your time on this earth
as you brought me joy

poem by Robert Roberts
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The Way Of The Warrior

Our time has come, get ready fight
Sisters and brothers in metal unite
The dreams that you had are about to come true
The voice of the warrior is calling for you
Turn your own deeds to his gracious glory,
And he will make you see
This is the way we want it to be
This is the way of the warrior
This is the way we want it to be
Walking the way, the honest will see
Walking the way of the warrior
Walking the way, the way of the warrior
Blood-red the steel of our swords shall flow
And by the allegiance were ready to go
Stout are the foe, in warfare so bold
Nothing can stop us, the future we hold
Brace up, defend,
Never ever be outdone in bravery
This is the way we want it to be
This is the way of the warrior
This is the way we want it to be
Walking the way, the honest will see
Walking the way of the warrior
Walking the way, the way of the warrior
The saints and the sinners in battle so bright, as the forces of steel will unite
The way of the warrior, the call of his life, shall lead us all into the light
The metal crusade will conquer all
Our bonds will be stronger, see the infidels fall
Surrender your soul to the gods of steel
In the blood of the fallen the enemies kneel
Turn your own deeds to his gracious glory,
And he will make you see
Brace up, defend,
Never ever be outdone in bravery
This is the way we want it to be
This is the way of the warrior
This is the way we want it to be
Walking the way, the honest will see
Walking the way of the warrior
Walking the way, the way of the warrior
This is the way we want it
This is the way we need it
This is the way of the warrior
This is the way we want it
This is the way we need it
This is the way of the warrior
This is the way

song performed by by Hammerfall
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Hate That Is Not Mine

I hate the way we live
I hate we have to die
I hate the way you want it to be all over
And suddenly change ur mind
I hate you want to hurt yourself
I hate you always cry
I hate I see myself somewhere deep inside your eyes
I hate that I can relate to you
I hate that you cant see
All the good things in your life
I hate you cant see me
I hate when I look in the mirror
Your the person looking back
I hate that every day seems like someone will attack
I hate that I am weak
I hate that you are hear
I hate that I can't change all the things I fear
I hate that I dont hate you
instead I hate myself
for im the one who can't even remember my true self
I hate I let you into my mind
I hate you let me stop living
I hate that I can't stand up to you and understand what im forgiving
I hate I dont talk to you
I hate its not like it use to be
I hate time that makes me change to what you want to see
I hate you couldnt tell this wasn't all my hate
I take your hate into myself and understand my fate
sometimes I dont understand the hate
and still I continue to see
all the hate deep down inside of you
is now inside of me.

poem by Kendra Short
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Alive

I'm wandering the town all light off
I don't know where I'm leaving for
The muddy rain start to fall on me
And I'm walking down to subway
I can't see all around me
Get me out of here
Talk to me if someone is in this darkness
I'm out of my head
Out of my mind
Tell me where I'm what's going on , oh please
Something is hiding me off
Is this the wall of my heart
I have been lost so many things I've got
For long time I've been searching for my way
I carry on, carry on ...
I'm so spiting to their ugly heart
to this so stood world
Everyday I forbear to fall the tears
don't wanna be down
Everynight hurt is so deep in my heart
Is this my life
Oh ! Show me please
The wall close to me
It's so painful. Stop it !
Is there someone to help me
Please get me out of here
Oh ! get me out !
Dead or alive, no place to run
Get it settled once and for all
Dead or alive, can't live in the past
only one way to live.
* Give me heart finishing blow
If I could only turn my back
Let me do screaming high
Squeeze the throes of death for me
It comes here the blame I'd done before
Fall on me as if it grow in my brain
The ugly side of myself tears me up
At this time I can't go back
Give my heart finishing blow
If I couldn't run from the past
Let me do screaming high
Disclose the feeling inside of me
Dead or alive, Can't live in the past
only one way to live
* repeat
The fight is over
the mad rain had gone past over me
blood is flowing down
tear is flowing down
Now I'm alive and I'm walking to town again

song performed by by X JAPAN
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Alive

song performed by by X JAPAN
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Voices Of Murder

Sometimes things just don't go our way.
Not matter how hard you try to change the unchangeable.
It still won't be possible.
And in this futility you will learn the most important thing in life.
Acceptance.
Every now and then in a new direction we must walk.
Even the most righteous paths vary.
Let us not shed tears for what was lost before we take a look at what we have gained.
Wasting is the clock and the time locked within.
It leaves a stain on many hearts and they dart jump and skip along the rocky road ahead.
Wear the best boots you can when it come to the walk through life.
For pain is common.
And it beckons your summons.
Some will never be use to it.
No matter what they wear.
Doing it for the wrong reasons.
Becomes a manifestation that festers a regret and doubt.
And the creature comes into it's own.
Growing into a grimly shadow.
It grabs a hold of you and it doesn't want to let go.
For it needs you to breath.
It needs you to exist.
It becomes the importance of the unimportant.
Always your fault.
Always blaming and beating yourself up.
Those voices in your head just will never shut up.
Everyone keeps telling you it is not your fault.
But you can't even hear them.
The whispers among the screams,
Your worst enemy is yourself.
A reflection out of sync.
The anger and hate builds.
Walking into the killing fields.
Reliving all that tension.
But it doesn't stop their.
Creating chaos, depravity, and despair.
Just to feel better.
Ripping up a promise in a letter.
Washing off hands cover in blood.
An unjustly justification.
They only fade so you must do it again and again to quell these oh so horrible conversations in your head.

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Totally Lost

With someone new to adore,
you are constantly
haunting me
as if at times you can penetrate through death
but sometimes I know that I am fabricating it
and for years you are out of my life
but sometimes I cannot get you out of my thoughts
before you jump into my heart again
as if you are not peaceful
on the other side
and in my sorrow and in life's coldness
I am stranded here
and you find no kind of relief
in the late night's big silence.

In the late night's big silence
my thoughts are at times with you,
while the big separation brings a chill
while I keep clinging to memories.
You are much too far from me
and your whole humanity
cannot stay here,
and it appears at times when I read your old letters,
when you are like a flower to me
that could grow in the earth of my soul
but death has divided us
and untimely you were pruned away in your prime
and still your absence cuts through me like a raw cry,
sometimes it's much better not to know about you.

III

Sometimes it's much better not to know about you,
to totally wipe out that which was between us
to forget the memories and passion
as if nothing had been
to cause your presence to eternally fade away,
to let each memory slowly pine away,
to stop me from daring in my dreams
to search for you to appear
and I am in a world where yours are divided from mine,
where I have got to keep to the here and now,
where I have to know that we are in separate places
and I am aware of this reality
that destiny cruelly rips lives apart with her claws;
my whole world was where you went

My whole world was where you went
and in you I found my rest and joy
while you were with me as my darling
but life had devoured it far too suddenly
while my existence was anchored to you,
while our things was limitless deep
and we both were trusting on God
while now alone I search for answers,
where without you I see a new tomorrow,
while suddenly pain cuts unexpectedly through me
and I in despair try to cling
to the little that remain of you
and forever we are separate from each other,
you are buried in your coffin and I know sorrow.

You are buried in your coffin and I know sorrow
and no stranger asks about you or walks past,
there are people dressed in black
everywhere in the church around me
and everyone is disenchanted
where they are mourning
and it's as if nothing can break through the darkness
that appears about you a pretty girl, already a woman
and suddenly the minister starts talking at the front,
the sexton walks to the back and asks: 'who is lying here? '
his voice resounds through the whole church
and he gets no answer.
The service passes much too quickly;
I feel like I can fight against God.

I feel like I can fight against God,
I cannot really know,
why some people lead longer lives
and for others life is measured out into darkness,
still less I know for what I am searching,
something stays just out of my reach
as if it is involved with the things that are happening
and just when I look it's already gone,
it's just beyond the bright blue
as if I am living with an incomplete purpose
where I am almost seeing it, it's almost in my thoughts
but I cannot see or feel it
and I know that something terrible is wrong,
where everything eventually becomes chaos.

VII

Where everything eventually becomes chaos,
where the whole world are waiting on disintegration,
I wonder what makes me languish
for new life, for the rain that pours down?
What lets me hope that very soon
a glorious age, a glorious day will appear
on the other side of the dark night
while everything around me with time collapses?
Now I hope to have someone else again,
that your life and hours of pain disappear
and again I want to begin with someone anew,
while I stay trusting that the answers lie in the hands of God,
while I believe that the sun will shine on me again
with someone new to adore.

poem by Gert Strydom
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A Single Candle/Death Herself

A single flame lights her face
The face of death
A single candle holds her fears
The fears of death

Her hands clasped anrond their souls
The souls of the dead
She feeds of their screams
The screams of the dead

Her legs lay bellow her
Bellow death
Her black gown over her body
The body of death

Her chest rises and falls with her breath
The breath of death
Her cloak drawn over her long flowing jet hair
The face of death

Her eyes unmoved unfeeling
Do you see it?
Do you see the soul of death?
Do you feel it?

Her skin as white as snow as it fades into darkness
The snow of tears
Her cloths as dark as night that swallows the light
The dark we all shall see

Her eyes close as she feels their souls flow
Flow from the dead
She leaves them there to lay in darkness
She steals from the dead

A single candle lights their faces filled with her
Filled with death
They fall into the darkness of her eyes, of her heart
The darkness of death

A single candle shall stay to light their way
Their way through the dark
A single candle holds their past
The pain and trials

A single candle lights her face
The face of death
A single candle holds her fears
The fears of death herself

A single candle

poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Newness

Look at you, more beautiful than ever
[Verse 1]
Did I stay away too long
Have we grown apart
Are we still cool?
Crazy ideas Ive been thinking every minute
Cause I miss you
Now you look more beautiful
Than the day I first met you
Yes, true love keeps growing up
But it always grows younger
[Chorus]
I see your face and everything is new again
Love till the end
Starts over again
Just like the first time
Feels like the first time
Every time
My heart knew Id go back to the beginning but
remembering when we traded our first kisses
That loving feeling hasnt changed
The newness stays the same
Just like the first time
[Verse 2]
I see your face in the Vibe is sexy
Come take a picture with paparazzi
And Ill be feeling on your hips all over again and again
And if you ask Ima take it to the kitchen on the sink and strip
Keep ya feeling like you loving the relationship
And I think Ima love you till the end starts up again
Even best friends
But then thats how its always been
Like a classic chardonnay
Your so sweet and so smooth girl
I appreciate you babe
Cause when we get together
It gets better and better
(Chorus)
[Bridge]
From the moment I fell in love with you
You stirred a feeling like I never knew
How could it be my dreams could come all true?
Still fresh every time
Every ? a new
(Chorus)

song performed by by New Edition
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Soul Must Be Pure

A married life’s like colored cloth;
A cloistered life, a pure-white garb!
A celibate avoids sex-thoughts;
All religious must live pure lives!

All forms of sin, we must avoid;
The mortal sins are soul-takers;
The clergy must be more cautious;
The devils tempt them miserably!

But God is holy in always;
Heaven abounds in holiness;
No sin-stained soul can stay with God,
Unless, He cleanses it, His way!

To fall in sin is man’s weakness;
God forgives hearts truly contrite;
Sin wounds and scars the soul somehow;
The grace of God must heal all souls!

The religious must be wary;
The devils hate them to the core;
They will not rest until they fall
Into their traps and snares, wily.

Even the empty mind can sin;
No saint is sinless or exempt;
But Christ has paid the price for sins
Of all mankind, once and for all!

But God stays by the righteous ones;
He lifts them up, each time they fall,
And fills their souls with much more grace,
Until their war with devils’ won!

poem by John Celes
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Jesus Christ I'm Not Scared To Die...

Jesus Christ I'm not scared to die
but I'm a little scared what comes before
will I sin, will i commit that which you abhor?
can i stay strong and true, or defy
you, even you my God and my first love
will i succumb to desire and lust or set my heart on things above?
I do not fear death
I practically long for that day on which I draw the last breath
when I finally see you face to face
but can I be a good example for as long as I live?
or will I fall from grace
and yet what can I do you shall not forgive?
I pray to you my Lord that you give me strength
to continue to follow you, because what i fear most
is not the sting of death, but the length
I must strive to follow you without being morose
but sharing your love and joy and gospel
to save the world from hell
but i don't trust myself
Jesus Christ I'm not scared to die
but I'm a little bit scared what comes before...

poem by David Knox
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Wicked (only on the European and Japanese edition)

Cataract blinding your eyes
To the violent design
Regenerating impending genocide
It's the dawn of decay
Mark the end of your days
Just another lost casualty of the times

The wicked will feed the chaos
Control and rule disorder
Disintegration's multiplying
Till there is no more bloodline
A future of neverending
Insane civil disorder
Free yourself from the red dawn
The time has come

Death's head shattering
Blow to the throat
At the end of the rope
Degeneration that follows into the fire
In a world gone insane
No one else left to blame
Your just another part of the collective vile

Era of total destruction has slowly begun
Yielding death none will survive
Order out of chaos the true will of the Beast
A life of desolation

Ten bleeding heats
One wicked mind
In spiritual sin
Their time is now

Era of total destruction has slowly begun
Yielding death none will survive
Order out of chaos the true will of the Beast
A life of desolation

Ten bleeding heats
One wicked mind
In spiritual sin
Their time is now

Famine

song performed by by Slayer from Diabolus In Musica
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Demons of the Night

The sleepless nights,
The constant fights,
Sleep eludes me,
But people don't see,
The thoughts constantly running through my head,
That refuse to relent as I'm lay in bed,
I close my eyes and try to sleep,
All the things I've buried deep,
Get free from their cage,
And run around in a rage,
People say I sleep a lot,
But don't see the demons that I've got,
All this never leaving me be,
All the pain that's made me, me,
Is rising its ugly head,
I put them back one by one,
Until at least for that night its done,
Everything's buried back down deep,
And i fall into a long and fitful sleep.

poem by Lizzie O'Neill
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Hell Bites Back

Hell bites back
Hell bites back
You'll do the time
And that's a fact
Your lesson has begun
No prison life
Can offer back
You gotta walk the line to come
Now comes the time when the payment is due
Now it's the time to go on
I know that
Hell bites back
Hell bites back
It may be right
It may be wrong
When they close your door
You'll hate the day
And fear the night
You gave the finger to the law
Never surrender - cover your back
Nothing to stop a stab in the back
Never give in - never give out
Better be good - never get out

song performed by by U. D. O.
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We Are One

You are not alone and how long can you run
Its much to late if you dont know what youve got til its gone
Once upon a time you were a child but that was yesterday
Believed that magic in your heart would never fade away
But hold your head up high and let your spirits fly
Keep hope alive yes deep inside and your dreams will never die
We are one
Everywhere I go, everyone I see
And I see my face looking back at me
We are one
Everything I know, what I know is true
Everyone of us is inside of you
We are one
We are one
Oooh take a breath, close your eyes youre on the road again
And then you realize theyve brought you back to life again
Somethings never change but if you fantasize
Youll feel it deep inside yourself and then youll realize
When you feel it coming
When you hear the sound
Youll always laugh when you wanna cry
And then youll know it deep inside
We are one
Everywhere I go, everyone I see
And I see my face looking back at me
We are one
Everything I know, what I know is true
Everyone of us is inside of you
We are one
We are one
You are me, I am you
What you see, is all true
(its all true)
You are me, I am you
What you see, is all true
(its all true)
You are me, I am you
(we are one)
What you see, is all true
(I am you) (we are one) (its all true)
You are me, I am you
(we are one)
What you see, is all true
(we are one)
We are one
Everywhere I go, everyone I see
And I see my face looking back at me
We are one
Everything I know, what I know is true
Everyone of us is inside of you
We are one
We are one
{repeat above}

song performed by by Kiss
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Old Jimmy

With the aid of walking stick he shuffles down the side street and time has left him looking stiff and gray
And truly it can be said of old Jimmy that he is one who has known a better day
Ageless father time takes care of everybody there was a time when he could run quite fast
But now he only can walk at a slow pace and all of his better days are in the past.

He was a football hero in his heyday the best on ground in nineteen forty one
The day that his club played in the Grand Final without him the Premiership could not be won
Close to his prime and in his early twenties on looking back that seems so long ago
It's true that time leaves it's mark on everybody the man who once ran fast now walking slow.

The hard games of football he played in now on him telling he has arthritis in his painful right knee
An injury that forced him into retirement when he was past his prime at thirty three
Back in the forties and fifties he was a football hero but football heroes like the seasons come and go
And that he once was a Grand Final hero is something few young people wish to know.

Old Jimmy slowly shuffles down the side walk a mere shell of the man he used to be
In forty one he starred in the Grand Final when he was near his prime at twenty three
And father time has left his mark on Jimmy and time 'tis said for anyone doesn't wait
And the grim reaper will take the king and pauper and the grim reaper will take the football great.

poem by Francis Duggan
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A Son Has Fallen

The battle is distant...and fading away
my senses are drowning.. i lay afraid
falling rain mingles with saltwater tears
the setting sun beckons dark-water fears

A feeling of rage welling up inside
going to explode.. can't run.. can't hide
wave the flag and fight for freedom
invisible dragons in this alien kingdom

Drifting between the present and past
flash-backs...snapping so fast
nineteen years and ninety-nine days,
march before me...thru this ghostly haze

I stare up.. into a spinning sky
so many questions.. why god why
can it be over.. i'm so far away
friends.. family.. i laughed.. i played

The smell of our kitchen.. on a holiday
drifts...thru the jungles damp decay
late night talks.. by the fires ashes
midnight screams.. my brain flashes

I cannot move.. i just lie here waiting
for another round of fighting and hating
nineteen years and ninety-nine days
sunny afternoons.. cartoon matinees.

Mother wakes me.. don't be late for school
reality shakes me.. in my bloody pool
if I could move.. i'd curl up and cry
heaven help me.. it's my time to die

My eyes jump open.. to catch the rain
i swallow hard.. to stop the pain
the hundred yard dash.. the winning medal
the sickening smash of flying metal

I've been good.. as far as I could tell
Mother.. why do good boys go to hell
nineteen years and ninety-nine days,
i end all alone.. in a confusing haze

Anne.. i wish I could reach your letter.
you asked how I'm doing.. i've been better
your perfume survived the heat and sweat
stirring memories I won't forget

this deadly day was sharp and brutal
i cling to my hope.. but know its futile
i'm spinning inside hells kaleidoscope
sprayed blood.. ripped flesh.. blunted steel

the sun has fallen,
and leaves no trace.
the rain and blood,
dance on his face.

nineteen years and one hundred days

a son has fallen,
in the mud he lays.

‘89

poem by George Vuyakovich
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A Note of Sorrow

I give up,
I'm sick of this shit.
Wandering lost,
Spending life in the pits.

Consider this a premonition,
A forewarning of sorts.
This is my resignation,
I'm sick of the hurt.

Sick of running,
Sick of trying to hide.
Sick of the assholes,
And the demons inside.
Sick of the fights,
Why do I try?
Sick of the sorrow,
I wish I could fly.

I'm so sick of love,
Hell it never lasts.
So sick of crying,
Wish i could forget my past.
Sick of the future,
It always goes wrong.
Sick of the anger,
I sing a sad song.

Why do I try?
When I always lose.
Why do I bother?
I don't want to choose.
Why do I fight?
I can hardly stand.
Why do I show?
I've got no fans.

Every time I love,
I seem to lose.
Every time I hate,
I receive a new bruise.
Every time I try to walk,
I'm forced to crawl.
Every time I smile,
I tend to fall.

I'm dead inside,
Just an empty shell.
Burn me alive,
I'm already in hell.
Don't cry for me,
There isn't a reason.
You'll forget about me,
At the turn of the season.

I watch this blade,
Slice across my skin.
I feel no pain,
Though I'm bleeding within.
The end is near,
I feel it coming,
I'm on the path,
And I'm running.

I watch my life,
Pass before my eyes,
I'll be gone,
By sunrise.
I've waited so long,
For this day to come.
I've fought it so long,
I can no longer run.

I've lost my mind,
Hell I've lost it all.
I'm done shedding tears,
You can watch me fall.
Now I'm bleeding,
My wounds are deep.
Soon I'll be sleeping,
Sleeping so deep.

I recall my scars,
Some shallow some steep.
Each with a memory,
Too many to keep.
I cover my heart,
Too broken to heal.
So much for love,
Too much to deal.

The light is fading,
Down into black.
Cut to the bone,
Its like theres a blade in my back.

So here it is,
This is my last breathe.
Looks like once again,
I've failed the test.
I'm passing away,
To where I don't know.
I'm passing away,
I'm so ready to go.

poem by Cody Osterberg
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Anger of a little girl

are you glad at what you did?
make me feel shame and guilt,
all for your little games,
how dare you put your hands on a child,
and talk down to her,
because she knew what was right,
but was scared of you,
your little games you played,
is what she feared most,
having to put herself,

into a world where she was safe,
because her reality sucked,
how can you be ok,
doing the things you put her through?
growing up feeling like it was her fault,
when in reality,
you were to weak to take responsiblity,
for your actions and what you did wrong,
she hated the smell of smoke,
it what she would smell,

when you were having your fun,
she hates anything that's sexual,
that is surpose to be noraml,
but yet she can't enjoy it,
flashbacks run through her mind,
replaying every sick thing you done to her,
what i'm surpose to do,
get over it?
act like i'm ok,
guess what?

i'm not ok,
all of those times you made me your favorite,
i would take being alone and ignored,
over everything you have did to me,
i hate you now and for always will,
but this anger that i'm feeling inside,
is starting to show,
on the people i care about,
and who i want in my future,
you are a sick pig,

and i wish i could of stand up to you,
but i was just a child than,
i felt so helpless and scared,
those lies you told me,
were coming true the more the truth got out,
so i try to reverse it and keep it to myself,
as years go on this secret i kept inside,
was eating me alive and stopping me,
from living a full life,
not again,

i'm trying to let you go,
but it hard because i am so angry,
but it hurting me more holding on to this
only a few people in my life understands,
this was a major event in my life,
it will take some time,
but i'm proud to say,
i'm sorting through the facts,
i'm finding who i am,
and i am discovering,

i am none of those things you said i was,
i'm loving, caring and talented,
all of the things i feel you try to take away,
but you can never take away,
somebody true self,
no matter how much you tear them down,
they will always get back up,
and start fighting there way to the top,
because nobody deserve to feel,
less than what they are.

poem by Mona Martinez
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