The consequences of injusticethe truth is pain pain is truth both of them hurt but the question is simple can you handle both, or do both handle you? the answer is as simple as night and day do not deny the fact that you lie to escape the fine line between fiction and reality you walk both worlds carelessly thinking that no harm will be leashed upon yet the damage has already been done the flames have consumed you your screams all go unheard yet your tears flood the streets to wash away the blood of the innocent and to hush the cries for justice.The consequences of injustice
Dead to the WorldI feel dead to the world I want to scream I want someone to listen Someone to hear me out All I want is for you to understandDead to the World
I feel dead to the world without you No one will listen No one will let me talk No one will even try to understand
I wanna scream I love you At the top of my lungs I don’t care if he hears me I just want you to listen. I don’t want to feel dead to the world I want you to hear me I want you to feel I want to be there with you I want you to understand.
I wanna scream I love you
scream the defianceScream the defiance The way we always did Bring back that deeply buried Rebelscream the defiance
Be like the hawk Shed your skin and sprout feathers Soar into the defiance Fly to the moon and back for one cause
The skin you wear is weak Be the one to stand out Be the one to soar I'll be there too
You won't be alone I'll dodge the starts with you I've found I like feathers I like to be free
So go ahead We'll scream the defiance In perfect harmony And break free of the glided cage of society
Be the rebel
blindnessYou see nothing but a black abyss You hear nothing but misery You feel nothing but sorrow’s kiss And are filled with her chilling bliss You sometimes wish that you were deadblindness
Crying all alone You lay dying on your bed Shedding tears of crimson red Yet a small flicker of light
Starts to burn your chest And then you begin to fight
Trying to regain your sight Then you realize why you were blind Was your anger, sorrow, and fear At last you open your eyes And give a soft and gentle sigh
Welcome to the Guild 
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All I need to see what you're thinking is a scalpel.
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won't you join me
on my slow decent
into madness?
i hate you
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this much
it means a lot! =]
how're you?
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>I am the darkness that precedes the light, a pupil of the sea's reflective sight.
How am i? I'm alright
glad to hear you're alright, i'm ok thank you =]
and thanks again for the interest in the poem, i'm glad you like it =]
take care
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>I am the darkness that precedes the light, a pupil of the sea's reflective sight.
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"Come...dry your eyes, for you are life, rarer than a quark and unpredictable beyond the dreams of Heisenberg; the clay in which the forces that shape all things leave their fingerprints most clearly."-Dr. Manhattan
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