6 more days till my birthday ... damn ... I am going to be an old man! Give me mine cane folks!
I was digging thru some old folders I have on my hard drive and found an old poem/song I wrote years ago. I might have to use this ... what do you think of it?
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Future, evolves without reason
your eyes clouded in a sea of despair
hatered, you encase the darkness
forfiting logic for your personal gain
a vastness, without comprehension
his visions cut short by the shards of hate
step back, from the shackles that bind you
embrace the resistance that controls your fears
Desperate for a faint glimmer of hope
within the dark he searches for meaning
Splinters of reason are caught in her wings
deflate the prison with the needle of love
His writing burn by the florescent glow
vast lights fuel these encrypted thoughts
The hesitation to let loose the truth fails
while his emotions are spilled dry for her
As the seasons shift from ice to fall,
they share memories over healed scars
Calmly admiring the soft autumn curves
delicately holding and turning the scales
A speechless gaze into seas of blue
as shards of mirrored glass pierce the heart
Soft brown velvet comforts the yellow flare
as he calmly finds solace within the flame
As the burning flesh of the unloved cry out
He finds comfort in the arc of her wings
her touch is antiseptic for the heart
make me an offer I cannot refuse
Embracing the vastness without resistance
we become a prisoner to her aura of gold
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I was digging thru some old folders I have on my hard drive and found an old poem/song I wrote years ago. I might have to use this ... what do you think of it?
>
Future, evolves without reason
your eyes clouded in a sea of despair
hatered, you encase the darkness
forfiting logic for your personal gain
a vastness, without comprehension
his visions cut short by the shards of hate
step back, from the shackles that bind you
embrace the resistance that controls your fears
Desperate for a faint glimmer of hope
within the dark he searches for meaning
Splinters of reason are caught in her wings
deflate the prison with the needle of love
His writing burn by the florescent glow
vast lights fuel these encrypted thoughts
The hesitation to let loose the truth fails
while his emotions are spilled dry for her
As the seasons shift from ice to fall,
they share memories over healed scars
Calmly admiring the soft autumn curves
delicately holding and turning the scales
A speechless gaze into seas of blue
as shards of mirrored glass pierce the heart
Soft brown velvet comforts the yellow flare
as he calmly finds solace within the flame
As the burning flesh of the unloved cry out
He finds comfort in the arc of her wings
her touch is antiseptic for the heart
make me an offer I cannot refuse
Embracing the vastness without resistance
we become a prisoner to her aura of gold
>
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i like your graphic designs; the anthem boy design reminds me of lenore comics heh. /dork
your friend's bronze casting is awesome. i hope to get into that some day as well.