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Skeleton Men

Contributed by kurdtbeanthewikked on Friday, 15th October 2004 @ 08:28:22 PM in AEST
Topic: oops

I’ve been here too long
and it’s time that I left
I saw a universe deep inside me
It was growing inside
There was a black ocean that I crossed
And the stars,
they all agreed with me
I am to become grand
All I need is myself
and that is my strength
All I need is my faith
no one can take that away
“Come with me to the deepest part
Join me in the dark
where there’s nothing to fear but the universe”
Men were made of skeleton stars
All I need is some Pride
and that is my faith
It’s inside of me, her secrets
The universe is the eye in which we see things through
The Dead Sea is our lives, that we forbid to be seen,
so they remain in the black hole of our pupil
I was a zombie
dead and decaying
Trying to pass of as something beautiful
No matter how hard I try
I will never be beautiful
I will forever remain growing dead and crumbling in
The castle is the body
that takes the beating
there are no white flags, here
But we throw back
Catapult words from behind the walls
Careless as we are, never to think where they might land
So many casualties,
So many dead and dying and so many faking their way through
Too many civilians, to many stars, not enough attention to either one
And all this will someday be a painting on the wall, and by that time
no one will ever remember the horrors of theses days

Copyright Â© kurdtbeanthewikked ... [ 2004-10-15 20:28:22]
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Re: Skeleton Men (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Friday, 15th October 2004 @ 11:16:48 PM AEST
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fantastic write.

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