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Perfected ArtKill me now, nice and slow
Feel the last life, leave my soul
Rip out my heart, with your bare hands
Let the blood pour between your fingers,
Watch my eyes gloss over, feel the joy withen
Let the felling of triumph flush away the truth
The metallic taste, fills your mouth
Giant gashes along my body, where you once caressed
The animal comes to the surface, and instincts rule your soul
Ignore my last memories, my last love
Your tenderness ravishes the world
Well I see the true beast, the last thing on my eyes
Pale and tortured, I lay before you
No beauty was ever there, and will never be there
The mastery behind your work, a chance at true art
Your final masterpiece, untill the next thirst
Mad Max"Do you know a Max MacBeth?" The first and the worst words spoken from the authorities mouth.
"Yes, he's my grandpa" the response seemed to take forever to say. Even after the idea of what was to come never came to mind. Sure, I knew something was wrong, but what was the question?
Next thing I know I'm sitting on the couch, watching tv. No matter what I do, the nagging feeling eating at my stomach just wouldn't go away. I couldn't stop the things going through my mind, what happened, what's going to happen? The only thing to do would be to call my mom. I know it sounds like a pretty pointless thing to do, but at that point in time, it was the only idea I could think of.
"Where's Doug, did he come home?" was one of the few things my mom said that stuck. The only possible awnser I could say was "no."I could feel the worriness within her tone, the last time she had that tone my brother was in trouble, big trouble.
"Tell me when he gets home, call me on my cell" was the last thing she said
Dreams of realityA pair of eyes;
Open and stare through the lights,
Into the darkness of doom.
And yet they smile,
Yet they smile.
A drop of tear;
Seeps through the garden of death;
Falls to the mortal soil.
Dreams and desires will blend again,
To render the roses alive.
I am floating through a vision.
Like ripples, floating through the pond of life.
Can reality be so real?
Let me drown again,
Into the silence of familiar noise.
As I wander through the lanes of reason and passion.
The flame of hope burns bright,
Drenched in the colors of freedom.
So let my dreams unravel my soul,
As darkness fades away;
And let mortality draw me closer to destiny.
As these pair of eyes,
Open to stare through the lights again.
Is this reality?
Can reality be so real?
Time passes by, as the eyes keep staring;
Staring at the distant lights;
Staring beyond the distant skies.
What do they see?
What do they long?
What do they desire?
Then the skies will break down;
White lightning striking the dreamy clouds.
Moments will tur
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