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I AM AN INVISIBLE PERSON
I AM AN INVISIBLE PERSON.
NO NOT A GHOST,
OR SPECTER TO BE EXORCISED, NOR A SILVER SCREEN SPECIAL EFFECT.
I AM PHYSICAL, OF FLESH AND BLOOD AND FIBER AND BONES.
WHY- YOU CAN EVEN SAY I POSSESS...A MIND!
I AM INVISIBLE THOUGH, JUST BECAUSE PEOPLE REFUSE TO SEE ME.
LIKE THE
LONG HALLS OF MIRRORS IN CIRCUS',
IT'S LIKE I'M SURROUNDED BY GROTESQU WINDOWS OF DISTORTING GLASS.
WHEN PEOPLE WALK
BY ME THEY ONLY SEE MY SURROUNDINGS, THEMSELVES, OR JUST FIGMENTATIONS OF IMAGINATIONS- OR AT LEAST EVERYTHING AND ANYTHING
BUT ME.
SO YOU SEE, THAT IS WHY I AM AN INVISBLE PERSON.
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SEQUESTER OF THE HEART
IN THE MIDDLE OF A VARIETY OF NATURAL TERRAIN (HILLS, VALLEYS, PLAINS AND FORRESTS), LIES A CITY OF DISCONTENT I MUST
TRAVEL.
THROUGH BROKEN DOWN COBBLESTONE STREETS AND TO THE SINISTER LOOKING GARGOYLE STATUES THAT RULES THE TOWER TOPS.
TO A PLACE WHERE NOT ONLY DOES THE WATER RUN GREEN WITH AGING DECAY BUT ALSO WHERE BLOOD AND WINE FLOW AS ONE.
NIGHT FALLS AS AN OMINOUS SHADOW RULED BY SATAN AND HIS COHORTS AND DAY IS GOVERNED BY THE MISTS THAT REAK OF TERROR AND
DEATH.
PAST THE TAVERNS AND BROTHELS A LIBRARY IS FOUND. BUT IN ITS INFINITE NUMBER OF CLASSICS LIES NOT THE BOOK OF VIRTUES
NOR THE HOLY BIBLE.
AND IN THIS PLACE OF MENTAL WRATH THERE LIES NO BOUNDRIES OF RESPECTABILITY. THE CONSTITUTION OF KILL NOW AND ASK LATER
LIVES ON.
THOUGH THIS CITY OF FEAR LISTLESSLY BEATS ON THROUGHOUT THE AGES IT IS HERE THAT I FIND THE ONLY SIGN OF LIFE THAT MUST
BE SAVED.
AS I HAVE TRIED TO ESTABLISH A HOME IN THIS CITY IT STILL SEEMS SO UNCANILLY UNFAMILIAR. THOUGH MY WILL GIVES ME STRENGTH
I DRAW MY SWORD.
SHRIEKS OF EVIL RISE ALL AROUND AS A LOOK FROM ROOF TO ROOF FINDS FORMER ALLIES CALLING DOWN ALL THE CURSED CREATURES
OF THE NIGHT ONE CAN IMAGINE.
AND THOUGH I SWING WITH ALL THE STRENGTH MY HEART HAS TO OFFER, THE CREATURES ARE FAR TOO MANY...SO I SUCCUMB TO DEFEAT.
BEATTEN AND BATTERED I AM THROWN TO THE DIRT FLOOR OF THE RAT INFESTED DUNGEON AS IF TO ADD INSULT TO INJURY. I HAVE FAILED.
WITH THE LITTLE STRENGTH I HAVE LEFT I CRAWL TO A DINGY CORNER, NOT BOTHERING TO SWEEP THE RATS OUT OF THE WAY, AND HOPE
DEATH TAKES ME IN MY SLEEP.
SOON (OR AN ETERNITY LATER) I AM JARRED OUT OF MY DEATH SLEEP BY A GENTLE TOUCH AND AN ANGELIC VOICE THAT PROCLAIMS PEACE.
AS I LIFT MY HEAD IN SEARCH OF THE SOURCE THAT SPEAKS MY NAME I AM GREETED BY THE MOST MESMERIZING EYES. THE ONES I SHOULD
HAVE SAVED.
I STAND UP ONLY TO COLLAPSE AGIAN. NOT FROM WEAKNESS BUT FROM ANGER, DESPAIR, AND REMORSE. SHE HOLDS ME CLOSE TO SPITE
MY APPEARENT FAILURE.
MY BEAUTIFUL QUEEN TELLS ME THAT NEITHER OF US HAS FAILED. EVEN WITH THIS BLESSED ASSURANCE MY MIND STILL WONDERS FROM
TIME TO TIME......
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Cold December Day
Is it me or is this room getting cold? Sometimes I imagine things that aren't there and sometimes it's real
Like the cold shoulder I get from you, Cold December Day. Does your lineage go bu the months, leaving me unfortunate enough
to meet December?
Is my love not enough?
Is my trust not enough?
Has my life not been fulfilling to your standards?
Am I not rich enough, my Cold December Day?
Do not hesitate to look my way for I offer more than any human. I did not fall in love with money, or power, or outer
beauty.
Yeah, you are beautiful but that inner beauty abounds...abounded...even more.
I miss Miss May the warm lovable one. But as the months go by I now have to face my
Cold December Day.
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CONVICTED
INTO THE NIGHT THAT COVERS ME,
BLACK AS THE PIT FROM HEAVEN TO HELL,
I THANK WHATEVER MAY KEEP ME SAFE
FOR MY GREAT UNFORGIVING SOUL.
IN THE FELT CLUTCH OF CIRCUMSTANCE
I HAVE NOT WINCED NOR CRIED ALOUD.
UNDER THE BLUDGEONINGS OF CHANCE
MY HEAD IS TIRED BUT UNBOWED.
BEYOND THIS PLACE OF PAIN AND TEARS
LOOMS NOTHING BUT THE HORROR OF THE FEARS.
BUT YET, THE MENACE OF THE YEARS LOOKS,
AND WILL FIND ME, UNAFRAID.
IT MATTERS NOT HOW STRAIGHT THE GATE,
OR HOW CHARGED THE SCROLL FINDS ME,
TRUTH IS THE MASTER OF MY FATE;
THE CAPTAIN OF MY SOUL.
**TO MY WIFE**
FREE
FREE TO GOOD HOME:
ONE HEART. GOOD WITH PEOPLE BUT CAN GET A LITTLE WAYWARD.
NEEDS TLC, WILL GIVE BACK WHOLLY. IF INTERESTED CALL ME.
P.S.- HAS HAD SHOTS AND IS POTTY TRAINED.
PRAYER MADE ME REALIZE THAT I'VE NEVER LOVED ANYONE AS
MUCH AS I LOVE YOU. FROM DAY 1 TO DAY 1 TRILLION.
AND BEYOND. LOVE, SHAWN
DEATH
A SHADOW IN THE DARKNESS,
SUBTLE
AS A DREAM:
THERE ARE THOSE THAT ARE EVIL,
THOUGH NICE THEY MAY SEEM.
YOU DONT KNOW WHO THEY ARE,
THEY COULD
BE YOUR BEST FRIENDS.
I'LL TELL YOU ONE PIECE OF ADVISE,
DONT FOLLOW THEIR TRENDS.
DON'T WALK AWAY FROM HERE
NEVER
TO REALIZE,
UNTILL THE DAY YOU SEE
THOSE EVIL SPIRITS RISE.
ONE BY ONE YOU'LL SEE YOUR FRIENDS DROP,
KNOWING
THE ASCENTION OF DEATH IS HERE.
YOU FINALLY REALIZE AS TIME GOES BY
THAT SOMETHING LINGERS NEAR.
GOING THROUGH
THE HALLS
YOU MAY HEAR HIS CRAZED, EVIL LAUGH.
YOU MAY TURN AROUND AND FINALLY SEE WHAT YOU SENSE.
IN ONE BONY
HAND IS A SICLE
AND YOU SEE HIS GRINNING COUNTANANCE.
HE'LL GIVE ONE LAST CHANCE
TO PROVE YOUR WRETCHED WORTH.
THEN YOU LET OUT ONE FINAL SCREAM.
BUT IT'S A SILENT ONE, AS LOUD AS IT SEEMS,
AS YOU FIND YOURSELF
IN THE
INNER DEPTHS OF HELL.
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