Ancient Art Of CircumnavigtionThere was a phantom faintly following the frame A passenger so passive that it doesn’t even breathe the same And in the fog he lingered in and out of sight Stranger to the shadow, but not a stranger to nightAncient Art Of Circumnavigtion
There was a holy ghost out of focus calling my name A passenger so passive that it doesn’t even breed the same And in the red valley he came to conceive A blackness on your winter, phosphorescence on your dreams
But daybreaks coming slowly creeping all too knowingly And the faintest fright could make it all disappear Revolutions just another word for mass confusion
Poetry in RotationThis Icarus anomaly It plants fantasia, violently Force direction to the sun Abasing all equilibriumPoetry in Rotation
Fall like plastic soldiers Riding the wind Of its own dimension It all will fall Back into the world Their third eye will see Dreams like this, were never meant to be
Again with this Prometheus synapse Your body will linger, but your mind will lapse All overthrown by the word of the stone A spree so suggestively sown to their sin
Abashful dilemma! Make revenge to this world again who fought against a literary spokesperson of mas
Fill In the BlanksWon't you fill in the blanks of this story Dont ask me to keep it alive I'd rather not live with the fortune and glory Then live with a world full of lies.Fill In the Blanks
Its decieving i'm sure. Our lives so impure.
But we're ready to take the bull by the horns Willing to ride it right into the storm Who knows where it will take me But right now it will break me Tear my world apart As far as the eyes can depart
The days are in target of my stratosphere The clouds are parting, and suddenly it is all clear We are all under one sun But thats not a fra
Silly Hats OnlySilly hats only or the party will weap Delevering the devil they seek Comical chaos, or all is insane Deprivation tattoed straight to my brainSilly Hats Only
Silly hats only or the party will weap Just a taste of the harvest you reap Unicorn concubine turning water into wine Sacrement, eternal bliss, if only you’d remember this
And can’t you see, you’re already on your knees Don’t you see you don’t have to beg for me to please Because that is the only reason that I stave I am the master, and you are the slave
Silly hats only or the madness will leak All the wa
Wandering AimlesslyA lifeless entity, wading through lost thoughts, Wondering if his efforts were in vain. Stripped of pride, and other humanities, All he feels now is pain. These waters polluted with tears of blood, They flow from his eyes so solemnly. As his face falls to the water, A thought of what he should be. Fixed upon a great life, He brings himself to his feet, Pessemistic thoughts in mind, No success will he meet, When he is so focused, On failing miserably. Once again he wades, Through polluted waters endlessly, Blood filed tears still streaming down hisWandering Aimlessly
Listening to the LiarAddiction to pain, harassment to sarcasm, Idiot for hire yet still sliding down a ladder, Muted for talking and stealing your old habit, Yet I think I’m going to take you for a disaster trip.Listening to the Liar
Making yet another desire to be part of this other alliance, Trying ever hard not to be too excited cause I know I’m hearing a liar, Destroying my life so that I can fly free from chains, Hatred in the form of decision, rage sealed in a scared wound.
Yelling at screams and losing to dreams, Holding what’s dear as far away as I can, Something is eating me from the inside out,
.Mr.Anonymous.Mr. Anonymous comes and goes He does not walk, he simply flows In through walls and up the stairs Little kiddies, say your prayers.Mr.Anonymous.
Go to bed when your parents say Or you’ll be Mr. Anonomyous's’ prey You know those lids upon your eyes? He’ll make them into butterflies
Yes, a thousand butterflies follow him But what they are is truly grim These are the eyelids, So behold Of the kiddies that didn’t go to bed when they’re told.
So then the kids amongst this number Can never sleep or doze or slumber They’re doomed to eternal endless
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☆...the clock strikes midnight in the Murder City...☆
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Kill me...
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"Money can't buy you happiness, but poverty can't buy you anything..."
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"A waste of time is only a waste of time if you waste what you wated time on." - ME!!
"Money can't buy you happiness, but poverty can't buy you anything..."
"You can't assume every assumption is right..." - Sheila (impactofreason)
Amy Maria
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You shouldn't be looking at my writing account.
Instead you should be looking at my photography account.
It's more interesting.
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Do It!
Since you're from The Comatorium Community, I thought you'd also like to join the comatorium deviantART community: *thecomatorium
If you want to join, note us, +devwatch us, and we'll add you to the members list (the rules and everything else is in our journal).
Peace!
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Kill me...
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"No. Not when you're in love with someone like me. I'm the best. And you're the best. And together we will be the bestest best team and we'll be better than anyone else who ever lived. Even Hitler." ~eclipsed-mind
i'm from the comatorium too
enjoy DA
Hope you enjoy your stay...if you have any questions, send me a note, I will try to help as best I can.
-Holly
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"No. Not when you're in love with someone like me. I'm the best. And you're the best. And together we will be the bestest best team and we'll be better than anyone else who ever lived. Even Hitler." ~eclipsed-mind
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