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Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Let There Be Darkness

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Let There Be Darkness

Let there be no light Darkness, let there be darkness Till the next sun rises and dies once again Till the little emperor professes the law of curfew Till the Prophet of wisdom upholds The longing death of belonging freedom Let there be the death of hope Let there be the death of Halloween will In... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, October 6, 2008

All Too Alone

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All Too Alone

(I'll take leave of all Blogit friends for a couple of months as my current subscription is supposed to expire in a couple of days. I have not been feeling well for a long time and I need some urgent rest. I'll rejoin you as soon as possible. ASAP. Thank you everybody.) Leave me alone, let me live... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, October 5, 2008

You Are The Death's Harness

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You Are The Death's Harness

If I am not the darkness Who should blow the wind for you? If I am not the death Who should bear the pall for you? I am the Prophet You are the truth unto the unknown If you are the known Who should be there to be the God's prefect? If I am the darkness You are the death's harness I will be there to... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, October 4, 2008

Hunger! Hunger!

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Hunger! Hunger!

One cry And many more Come and join the outcry As hungirily shouts the little soldier: Hunger! Hunger! Hungry for food, hungry of soul Hunger famishes the howling bowl Hunger tarnishes the beautiful little face As hunger disrobes him with very little lace Hunger is as it stops all very talking... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, October 3, 2008

Scarecrow

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Scarecrow

It hurts me When after a long rain Or in a long while of sunshine The scarecrow stares at me And gives me a full cry of scare With its eyes wide shut out Killing me halfway From the swaying breeze To a wide-eyed darkness Of tattered clothes And beehive bones All falling into a swoon At my lazy feet... Sign in to see full entry.

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