

GoddessIn gasping breaths I wonder if the earth beside me knows The beauty and the passion that I glean from winds that blow Amidst its grassy streets and skyline lined with trees-Goddess
Like music to the touch and sunlight for the soul I feel the darkness of the night and all of my unrest annulled. Swept away beyond me as I surf atop the breeze-
Sunset's gleam distracts me from my daydreams of the morrow And drags me calmly, gently from all imagined sorrows. Freeing what was lost to roam as it should please-
All at once the trees bend low to clear my path to home I hear the


I'd Like to Meet SocietyI'd like to meet the he or she That calls themselves "society" And ask a minute of their time To tell me where they draw the lineI'd Like to Meet Society
Between the 'me's and all the 'them's Between the 'fag's, the 'slut's, the friends And why they're such a schizophrenic mess How they can watch while we undress...
If one man's trash is one man's art Is this face built on useless hearts? Are they a menace still at large? And if that's so, then who's in charge?
A secret to the friends of mine. 'Society' is just a lie. For cowards and crusaders, The tabloids


My Personal VampireInviting twilight tempts the beasts of night to come and play Hunger built and raging from the fast of yesterday The shadows in the alleys by the churchyard mix and grow Till all on earth appears as dark as what lies down belowMy Personal Vampire
You whisper from the darkness and your kisses chill my soul I spare you every drop until your lustful spirit's full And so we rest, like lovers, reunited in the pews So when I wake I'll know that I belong to only you
Now as they ring, those Sunday bells I do not feel alone Oh tempted beasts of night from hell You've made this church your ho


Fallen AngelsWe're the fallen angels, rising stars, we're off the path so far. Even angels need to dream, we're sleeping off our scars. Our halos, like the noose, will surely take us to the grave For every secret sin undone, for every damn we gaveFallen Angels
And now we lie here, dressed in shame, amidst the tombs of old From pasts so dark which soon in time will all our futures hold Crying out to earth and hell to take our battered wings Since heaven has no need for us, we search for bitter things.
Like love songs at a funeral, a rainbow built of grey We mourn the loss we've fallen for, and in our t
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Will you walk a little faster
Said a Whiting to a Snail
There's a porpoise close behind us
And he's treading on my tail
See how eagerly the lobsters
And the Turtles all advance
They are waiting on the shingle
Will you come and join the dance?
this be froggit from the PF ^^
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Here's to the future, for the dreams of youth.
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