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F a l l e n S e r a p hFallen Seraph
One of the forsaken
Fallen from heaven
Sleeping soul, reawaken
God clipped your wings
Forbid you to come back
Heaven is now beyond your reach
He shunned you to the black
Now sitting there upon a reef
Cradling yourself against the cold
You had never felt the chill, pain, sadness
Almost human, but still cannot grow old
A tear streaks down your cheek
A sign of desolation
A second tear, another sob
A fault, in God's creation
You turn your head, looking up at the sky
You lips move but mute your words
Calling for salvation
Still, the seraph is unheard
You stumbled past a tree
The blossoms shriveled and died
You looked on a human
They lay limp and their breathing subsided
You stagger on ground
Unclothed, vulnerable, deprived
The agony drives you mad, your life ripped away from you
Only your body and mind survived
Blood dribbles onto an eyelash
Your hair stained with blood
On your body, stains of mud
Your shrieking drowned by the rushing of a flood
You beg for the clouds to darke
Turning Back To SinsLie, lie, lie
You're nothing but a sinner
Die, die, die
You're no haven giver
In a world
There gives a price to pay
Mourning to be done
Bodies to be laid
The soil reeks with the stench
The smell of guilt
Don't confess you idiots
Vermin of the God laden hand
Bow, get down on your knees
Fall upon the unholy land
Give your almighty God,
The praise that he deserves
For creating murders, blasphemous demons
Nothing will be left of their reserves
Such fools as have been
Scars as such as this, never to be removed
Re-opening healed wounds
Lie, lie, lie
You wrenched scapegoats
Die, die, die
Nothing will come from your gloats
The hearts stained with malignance
Life, the true price to pay
Burden carried upon worn away shoulders
Mankind, the greatest fault of independence
Grip onto your last hope
You're as guilty as the decaying hearts
Your shadows loom with you no more
Stare at the dead filled carts
Thy Kingdom come, thy shall be gone
Every Time I RememberEvery time I remember,
My heart shrivels to the size of a pea.
It's hard to keep my breath held for long,
To sustain any tears
Did forgive, but never forgot,
These memories murder me
Wishing never bought me close enough,
To forgetting everything
Time hasn't healed sufficient wounds,
To stop me from bleeding
Seasons passed by,
Still my clock stands motionless
Blinking at papers of sad poetries,
Hasn't put words on my tongue
Love made me the mute, deaf, and blind,
Pain bought back my senses
The wind hasn't ragged towards me,
To blow my thoughts away
Dreaming never bought me close enough,
To believing in my own words
Believing in this omniscient God,
Never made me fully understand
Not enough battles have been won in my head,
To declare a victory
Distance stretched feelings across oceans,
Never enough to lose control
Agony hasn't broken sufficient bones,
To make me forget completely
Every time I remember,
I die at your feet again and again
Smoking His CigarBecause she's there
Damp pillow, sweet
Sorrows dripping down her face
Seeks an asnwer
She does, seek
A broken something,
To whomever it,
Full pay loyalty
Because she's there
Candle was burnt flesh
To whomever it concerns
"Hard to Swallow"
9 minutes, of
Activated. Counting down.
Fixing a broken,
8 7 6
Answer, a hero
For a hero to exist
you need a villian.
5 4 to be visible
(Courage, cowardise) surrender
Monotone musix box
Gray with colour
Seeping from under,
In the blankets,
And her back is to the door
More, and more
Again, please Stop.
It's over. Because she' there
And he's not there
SolaceShe never slept well in the dark,
not without the children of the sun and moon
to guide her weary lids home.
Guided by the aftermath, she was always two steps behind.
What did the world look like to the girl who had been through it all?
Braved the heaviest of storms,
yet skipping over cracks in the pavement.
They said her eyes were the wisps of clouds before the storm.
To him they were reflections of pages overlooked.
She said it was like she lived the life of someone she had never met.
Laid out to dry, yesterdays news.
He knew her as the girl who was built to never collapse.
He wished he was too.
He loved her more than words could say, and yet her pain was such,
that at times, he feared she wouldn’t make it.
But on nights like these, even when it threatened to consume her,
he became convinced that somehow she would.
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