I see not why you ponder my fears. I see not why you see fit to criticize me. In fact, I see not why you see fit to change my ways. Weather you like it or not, the end is coming. The end is near. The end is what I fear. The end will soon be here. Our doom, in this gloom. I'm left with absolutely everything to my disposal. You'll soon be pondered under the subject of your fears. Soon everything backfires, no matter what the odds. No matter what the cost. Soon I will be the master, and you, the puppet, will do my bidding. Until then, I rest at your feet, my life in your hands, my soul in your mind. You are me. I am you. Together we are one. Help me leave this nightmare, let me enter the land of dreams. Let me learn the ways of the Gods. Let me fly so very high, until I reach the top of your heart, for your love has stricken me yet again. Give me one good reason to let your soul be lost in this deep shadow we all the living. Give me one good reason to lose your love and let it be shadowed. Let it be known that I see no end to this darling mend. Take the wheel, I'll draw up the map. Let us meet destiny together. Fly me to dreamtown, where the world shall be at peace. And in this, the darkest our upon the rose, I, the faithful poet in graved, shall never let you go. For you are me, I am you, and we are one. Let it be said the we were always together, that we never strayed from the path of dignity, that we never let the curse of justice take us over. Let it be known that we always did things the way we saw fit and how we imagined it should be, rather than how it is. Let it be said by our futures that we ARE the future. We are equality, and no man shall ever tear away that which is ours. Let no man take from us the blood of our brothers. Let no man frown upon us as we silently smile and say hello to the world. Let it be known that your are me, I am you, and we are one.
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Subject: Poetry Corner 
Tue Feb 10, 2009 5:49 pm
