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| Plague of the Night ©2000 by Bolt Black Joker I am the eater of souls, I am the ugliest sight, I am the bringer of Death, Around me there is no good or light. I am all that you hate, And if not you will soon, I am the destroyer of good, I am the dark side of the moon. You look down on me, You have good reason. By you I'm despised, Each single season. Cloud, winter, darkness, Are times that I like. My actions are daggers, Or dark, evil spikes. You all want me gone, And I'd tend to agree. It's all over and nothing Good can come from me. Devil's Way (c) 2001 by Boltblackjoker Human feelings and emotions Can be much wider than the oceans. From joy to love to happiness To the still moment of your first kiss. But mine, mine are shallower than a river, Pierced through heart from Devil's quiver Filled with bolts of sadness and hate. I'd like to blame it all on fate... But all of this was the result Of my choices. The insults I received were well-deserved. The pain they caused is still preserved. In the cave where my soul existed, Now lives pain, sick and twisted Governs every move I make, Friends I thought I had were fake. Now I know I have no future With no need to go any further. The world laughs, as I die, "You have lost, the game is mine!" |
Truths and Wishes ©2000 by Bolt Black Joker Life is not life if you can't love or be loved. A heart's not a heart if it's frozen in stone. A soul's not a soul if it can't laugh or cry. A life doesn't live if there's no reason why. There's no reason to be if you can't soar above, No reason to be if you're always alone. Never actually happy, never acutally glad, Emotions not forthcoming, though always sad. Remaining in darkness, remaining in cold, Shivering, hoping, trying to get warm. Behind many masks consturcted you'll find A blackened and darkened and wish-filled mind. Feeling as though, the cause of your pain, Wishing forever to be worth your time, Wishing for love, or at least a true friend. Willing, but will be alone in the end. Ironic and yet, sad all at once, Living yet not living all of these months. The emotional side feels about to leave, The physical side finds it hard to breathe. Life is not life if you can't love or be loved. A heart's not a heart if it's frozen in stone. A soul's not a soul if it can't laugh or cry. A life will cannot live if there's no reason why. |
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