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LUBBLUBBDIEDIE
Who am I kidding?
okay so i promised i wouldn't write anymore. but i just can't. whether people like it or not. writing is my life. and i really don't need anyone to like me or hate me for it.
I look out upon the vast, night skies
Cradling a locket in my hand
I watch as the ravens fly
Darkness at my command
My gown sewn with angel hair
Flows behind me on the stone
My skin as the moon so fair
And yet I am alone
Moon shimmers beams on water
Clouds obscuring stars
I witness all your falters
Quite aware of where you are
All I see is what you've done
Stone steps lead to my balustrade
Afraid what you've begun
In the gift of your facade
Glaring down from the veranda
As you corrupt my people's lives
All the lies and propaganda
Men cheating on their wives
And cry I do as you ruin my reign
Pouring soothing showers
Exquisite persona you do feign
Destroying this kingdom of ours
But do not doubt me, Apostate
You will learn to fear my rage
And when at last you've earned your fate
I, the conquerer of this war we've waged,
Will rise from my throne
My triumph over you forever known
Welcome to the Stripping Masquerade. Would you like a drink with that lie?
Welcome to the Stripping Masquerade
Shed all truth and wear your mask
Become a harlequin face
In my Caberet
A fraud in my facade
Clowns all around
In this Circus Act called LIFE
Welcome to the show
Fakers in the midst
A painter painting lies
Colours covering the canvas
Monsieur Ringmaster, crank out the whip
Take control of our train
Parading on your semblance of reality
Welcome to the spectacle
Caricatural faces spinning in the joint
Lights be dimmed
Confused on where you are
Burlesque features taking their hold
We may be the ones with make up
But you are now our fool
Desires raging
Whores and lies surrounding
Take your pick at whichever prize you want
But take a stab at our toll
Grab a drink and join in
Welcome to the Stripping Masquerade
bordedness
I'm really bored so I'm just going to randomly post a blog. XP lol. I doubt anybody but myself will read this but hey whatever. Does that make me sound psycho? I'm posting a blog only myself will see... I suppose it's sort of like talking to yourself only in writing... typing... w/e lol. Well, considering I don't know what to put here I'm just going to write a poem. Why?. Because I feel like it. And when I'm a famous aspiring author and people think "why the heck does she have a purevolume account?" they can see that I'm a big music person as well. That doesn't make sense... oh well haha.
Does it ever seem
That in all doubt
And in between
Life is just a dream
A nightmare if you will
Keep it real
Do exactly what you feel
Relaxing and Reminiscing
Of the life that you are missing
Of when you were young
And everything was fun
But life had just begun
Now there you sit
Thinking about your life
How you don't want it anymore
Playing with your knife
A cut on the wrist
The break of skin
A line of blood so thin
but think, "hey,
life is not supposed to be this way"
Doesn't matter when you're screaming
No one's listening
No one seems to care
About the tears streaming
From your eyes
Cause no one hears the cries
Stiffled by their ignorance
And arrogance of life
But when you're lying there
Willing yourself to die
Open up your eyes
And look around you at the world
And let the truth unfurl
You don't know the meaning of shit
Until a hurricane hits
Until you've starved yourself to death
You can change your life
Without the sacrifice
Remember when you're lost
You'll find a way to get to that spot
Manuevering through streets
And keeping up with the traffic beats
Same with life I guess
Always making it the best
Discovering new things along the way
To help you not stray
From the goal in your mind
And the loving of day
~*+Steph+*~
P.S. sorry I don't have a name title for my poem... lol if you can think of one for me let me know and i'll consider using it lol
martin
Hi :) I recommend listening to this pop punk rock
band Called "At Breakfast
http://www.purevolume.com/atbreakfast
Thanks, good luck!
posted Jun 07