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Strong of will and strong of mind
Too late, rewind
I've reached the point of no return
I'll be the one to burn
When the fear has reached it's peak
No longer should you seek
The being before you so weak
Touch the flame and burn away
Every dream you had today
Feel the fire and feed the flame
I am no longer the same
Break me down to my atomic weight
Arbitrarily lock the gate
seal the door and knock me down
Or light the pyre in town
Weakness, strength all masks I wear
Maybe there really is nothing there
I have an abyss deep inside
Down the rabbit hole I hide
Farewell to the race of men
I've done it all again
Locked my heart and lost the key
never again will I bend my knee
I say goodbye to all this
as I blow my final kiss
Too late, rewind
I've reached the point of no return
I'll be the one to burn
When the fear has reached it's peak
No longer should you seek
The being before you so weak
Touch the flame and burn away
Every dream you had today
Feel the fire and feed the flame
I am no longer the same
Break me down to my atomic weight
Arbitrarily lock the gate
seal the door and knock me down
Or light the pyre in town
Weakness, strength all masks I wear
Maybe there really is nothing there
I have an abyss deep inside
Down the rabbit hole I hide
Farewell to the race of men
I've done it all again
Locked my heart and lost the key
never again will I bend my knee
I say goodbye to all this
as I blow my final kiss
Literature
Emotion's heart
From thoughts to dreams
lust to desire -
feelings and emotions
from within.
An expression.
From the mind
onto computer screens
from the quill pen
onto paper.
A story
Which warms the heart
sheds tears
feels the love
or anger.
Writing is an emotion
Shared, amongst you and me -
Literature is not useless.
Literature
Tear
A single tear
escapes my
tired eyes.
Could this
be the last
remnant of
the pain you
gave to me?
-Brian Shuffett
July 7th, 2010
Literature
Lucero
My fingertips touch your lipsand I know sensation;
Warm scarlet pillows meant for caressing my eyes,
Your voice arouses me;
a visceral sensation
Im so in love with you,
I barely know your name.
Your hairrolling waves of obsidian glory;
Its dark luminosity reflects in my eyes
Painted cheeks adorned with the curls of your lashes,
I breathe in your breath and I am hypnotized.
Your voice: strong as the ocean, warm as a mothers embrace
Your eyes: bleeding caramels and the dullest of grey
Your teeth: the purest white of the heavenly lace
I can taste you on my teeth;
Oh, tell
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