My stuff.
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HAUNTED
Beneath that insidious hollow.
Where demons of men lurk,
And the saviors mingle with them.
I journey through the shadow
Of this valley of death,
And am done no harm,
For I guide myself.
In me I trust.
The branches of the freezing forest part for me.
For I will them to do so,
And in this faith
In myself
There is power.
But those who believe in fairy tales
And beasts that lurk in wooded vales
Those that give thought to specters in the night
And have faith in good’s valiant fight
I say, there is no hope for men such as them.
Let them see wraiths in the forest’s shadows,
Devils in the trees,
Lurking, sneaking, forever watching,
So vigilant are these imaginary beings.
There is no hope
For men such as them.
Let them all be,
For all of eternity,
For their eternal piece of mind,
Forever
Haunted.
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DREAMT
Broken as always…
Only I see the way,
The way in,
Way in.
Forced.
Entry.
IN.
So welcome-feeling…
(Chorus)
Feeling it, as it was,
Feeling it, as in my dreams,
Feeling it, as it is,
Feeling it,
In this reality.
Circling thoughts
With one thick finger
Underneath it all
I can see…
Machinery
For one purpose.
Faceless,
Featureless
Purpose.
(chorus)
Tortured,
By this release.
Don’t you see what I’ve
Given you?
A direction in life,
Something to live for,
Something that is
REAL.
(chorus)
Unbelieving junk
That sees nothing
It’s been disposed of,
Long ago.
It’s been disposed of,
Long ago.