

A Soldiers TaleI sat with my battalion preparing for the most liberating experience of our lives, or so I thought. I looked around at the mixture of emotions. The others were so diverse. Their faces acted as a mirror of my own self-esteem. Many looked sick. Many looked ready. The gunnery sergeant walked into view. The wind seemed to get heavier, the trees darker. He looked cold and almost heartless. He bore a deep scar on his cheek and absorbed our emotion. The happy lost their grins and the sick grew pale. He seemed to cast a deadly umbra against the terrifying inferno that was the summer sun.A Soldiers Tale
We did not know what to expect. By his expression


The Lost WarStaring into the dark abyss That is my future, my present, my past My life I have to dismiss To make the smile lastThe Lost War
The darkness surrounds me But the mirror shows my mask I say the darkness sets me free Remove the lies and in truth I bask
I'm sitting in the void of life I'm sitting here alone An omen cast inside the strife Comes crashing down like stone
I kill myself to see a smile Intellectually of course Mental felo-de-se while all the while For myself there bears no remourse
The light of a joy is all I have It l


That Toxic SmileYour smile is my drug addiction With my happiness there is confliction You give me a hit of that beautiful smile I left by you completely beguiledThat Toxic Smile
My confliction is in that beguile Feels like I ran a hundred mile My arms are weak, my heart is torn A fire inside is slowly born
Your love will never be for me But know your smile will always be The guiding force in my life The band aid for eternal strife
Although we may never be together Love is simply like the weather Sure, our broadcasts do assume But always a chance of a different tun


The Forbidden FlowerStunned by the flower And stung by the thorn of forbidden love Away from you I cower I'm the crow and you a doveThe Forbidden Flower
The pedals of my life Are blacker than his heart He brings you hate, self loathe and strife Yet there is no tearing you apart
Your flower's roots do dig too deep There is no uprooting you The soil he is brings you to weep Yet mine is great, it's true
Does he water you every day? Does he live in your beautiful scent? When you droop does he go out of his way To make sure you are no longer bent?
My soil, though g
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*The Only One Who Can Heal My Wounds
Is The One Making Them Deeper*
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