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A Duo Soul
Dance with me to Oblivion
As our hearts Resonate to the sound of the beat
Of our joint hearts, steel, and minds
We will fight the odds of the world
Bound not by love, but by Duty
I have your Back, you have Mine.
Now let's show this cursed existence
Just who they're antagonizing.
Fists held up high, chest puffed up, pride swimming thorough our veins.
We are one Soul, one Mind, A Destined Union.
Now partner, let's challenge fate!
Dance with me to Oblivion
As our hearts Resonate to the sound of the beat
Of our joint hearts, steel, and minds
We will fight the odds of the world
Bound not by love, but by Duty
I have your Back, you have Mine.
Now let's show this cursed existence
Just who they're antagonizing.
Fists held up high, chest puffed up, pride swimming thorough our veins.
We are one Soul, one Mind, A Destined Union.
Now partner, let's challenge fate!
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nest of thought
every day I see these doves perched outside
my window. they are as blank as bleached sheets of paper--
crinkled at the corners and piled into a flock.
i want to eat them--sip at the burning rot of my
columbian-blend coffee and dine on their pretty poem hearts.
my hands would catch frail bone-song, breaking them into
a rejuvenated verse of something earthbound--in a single snap of
little wings, the birds become flightless, half-way uttered phrases.
their bunched up feathers curl into pause.
i’d move to the second line--the throat, crushing windpipes
to taste the rumble of a dying note. i’d plunge through the fibers
of mus
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living pain
My mother raised me to be good
So now I watch others and how they would
destroy the lifes of people I love
destroying their souls before meeting, above
All I am... paralized how
life in itself corrupting us now...
Every woman I meet, distressed
Men try to escape... through raping the rest.
I try to feel through spreading my love
these feelings unwanted, cause what they speak of
reminds them of loss, a reminder of trust
they gifted but lost... upon a knifes thrust
never removed,remain in their heart
not stitches but tissues are coming apart
containing through masks so broken can't heal
now causing what pained them to make themselve
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Nightmare Forest
Welcome to the Forest? Are you ready to live or die?
Located in an unknown dimension, lies the Forest. Despite this name, the majority of it's landscape actually resembles a large mansion, although this is of little importance.
What actually matters are the things that inhabit it. Any creature from any nightmare. imaginable, some unimaginable. And they're hunting. For you.
Choose your weapon, choose a side. The battle of Hell is beginning.
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I loved it. Last line there's a hiccup in flow, to make it stronger remove "us go". "let's challenge fate!", sounds better.