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Echoes in the DarkEchoes in the Dark

The day and age, like shadows they change
But this human race, it just stays the same
Oppressive shadow, burn the earth where you cast
Break the men and build your empire to last

Slaver, seducer, usurper abuser
So many names so little faith
A God without a preacher
A scream without a wraith
ECHOES IN THE DARK!

WE KEEP FIGHTING
AND WE KEEP FALLING
THE INNOCENT KEEP DYING
AND THE DEAD KEEP CRAWLING!
World on fire, the earth is in flames
A death toll for the liar bares a hundred million names!
Keep your arrogance, keep it close
Keep your ignorance, savour every dose
WE THINK WE’RE GODS AMONG MEN
WE THINK WE’LL L

Emily x Lusitania - Megumeru~CuckoolI was watching a crystal clear dream,
an eternity so tender.
A faint voice like the wind
Is calling for me from up high in the sky.

If we fly off, we can go anywhere.

If a fragment of the future
Can be seen between the held hands.
Then in the light, everything, words and thoughts, sway back and forth.
I'll be sure to pass them to you, in the distance, without leaving anything behind.

Won't Tell Lies TwiceDon't ask me what I want
'cause I won't tell you otherwise
but I will guarantee you
that I won't tell lies twice

(verse 1)
My problems won't concern you
it's nothin' like it was before
you won't know how it goes
I won't sit there to be a bore

Don't ask me what I want
'cause I won't tell you otherwise
but I will guarantee you
that I won't tell lies twice

(verse 2)
You're gonna think what happened to me
'cause I'm more serious than before
'cause like I said
I won't sit there and be a bore

Don't ask me what I want
'cause I won't tell you otherwise
but I will guarantee you
that I won't tell lies twice

I won't tell lies twice
no, I won't tell

Unnamed poemSee the second star tonight,
Ride through it till morning light,
Bearing on, I know it's right
I wonder if you called me.

Never growing up is a forgotton dream,
But mysteries aren't all they seem.
My recurrance is another meme,
From all of those who saw me.

It's an east-west train to Neverland,
I can take it any day.
I haven't been home in forever, now.
But I don't want to find my way.

Wouldn't trade it in,
So what if it's a sin,
Wand'ring.

I make things up as I go along,
Can't write a book or play a song,
My lyrics are rythmatically wrong,
But I still enjoy it.

The Sun's a herald, not a foe,
E'n if I dodge it as I go,
It

adverts special entertainment IIbuying = selling your confidence, rejecting = accepting things the way they are. keep that in mind.

multiply my divisibility
a glass, its sound always the same
injected poison into muscles
now circling deeply in my vein

bought special trainers one day
but still experience glaring injuries
i'm Billy the Kid treading in spurs
never walking through the same way

multiply my divisibility
a glass, its sound always the same
injected poison into muscles
now circling deeply in my vein

bought new butter knife
but still slash my fingers into cubes
i'm Kafka living with wrong parents
father lays in grave, mother independent housewife

multiply my div

Obsolete Delusions Of The MindEveryone I meet
Has garbage between
The seams of their seats
They’re gravitated by their concentric creed.
Trying to wash the blood off your stained feet
They’re growing older as normality
Bound to the belief of a strict formality
Repeating the structure given by society
Never to be complete
They’re growing obsolete
In your mind
What’s left to find
Visions and perceptions ornate the public eye
Your rights turned to obligated lies
Blasphemy is righteous in this country
You find comfort in your abandon cavities
The walls before you disintegrate
Into the rubble of your delusions.

The Murderer Of SelvesMy pale friend has suffered a great loss
From the murder of his breath
Running loose from this world
While his body will remain here forever
Distinguish the letters between his fingers
Where our eyes falls apart
"I witness the world through a lowered sight
I see flowers withering and rocks cracks to pieces
I see towers falling and waves leaving shores
And still there's more to lose
In the places of man, decay and sorrow is the rule
Following his every step as a silent shadow
There is no end of it
No end of the pain"
As the last line ends in a blot in this dark tranquillity
Palms hiding the world from me
Who did this to him?
Who gave him another pair of eyes?
Who murdered him with a twisted smile?
Who took away the world he once loved?
The murder of my cold friend
Controlling his hands, pushing the knife towards his chest
The murderer of my friend
Why infect peoples' minds with suffocating thoughts
When the people that will suffer the most
Is the ones that will have their friends taken

The Favorite Person I Despise.(~ Female part) (- Male part)

~Fear.
is an echo in my ears.
closing your eyes to disappear.
don't walk away.
I have so much to say.
-Your ears.
Are supposed to pick up all of the sounds.
But your one disaster, Turned to be the deafness within.
within yourself.
These words i weave, Are blessed to be.
Something important to you.
But you turn away, And let live alone.

~I have become numb.
your words shoot me like a gun.
maybe if I leave you be
you will finally see.
that your time is wasted alone.
you will never find home.
- Ahh, Swallow your words, I don't want to hear them.
You claim to be a silver tongue.
But all you do to me, Is fill me wi

POISON KISS [Singable English Lyrics]Charm me with your perfect voice
Your hair blew by the wind
Ah, lesson of the night
Slowly, slowly

The gentle left hand
Entwined with my right hand
Let's search for love together

Pretend our time is infinite
Don't change, just move to the beat
Try listening to the beat of my heart
The distance between us is nothing with
This feeling,feeling, feeling

Ah, I'll use this POISON KISS
Rocking hard, rocking hard
Melt in this POISON KISS
More and move and
Infinite POISON KISS
Throbbing in my chest
Here's a POISON KISS

LOVE is a special feeling
LOVE is just flaming
LOVE is a believable thing
LOVE IS ALL

QUARTET NIGHT

Die youngI was born to believe I am free
To fly with my dreams at heart,
The world as high as my knees,
Then from the blue it falls apart.

On the edge of a razor,
Of tomorrow I belong,
I deemed life is forever
And I can't die young.

How can you reach for the skies -
Life is too short to become,
Before you can know how to rise
Your time on earth is undone.

On the edge of a razor,
Of tomorrow I belong,
I deemed life is forever
And I can't die young.

The CarverBlack spots, chipped arms
You come to me
I'll mend your wounds
Your mind I'll free

Easy, child
you're blind with fright
Let me see you
I'll give you sight

If you've lost all your faith
I'll hold you near
Don't hesitate to come
You're welcome here

Shield yourself from words
That strangle and tear
You're a treasure in my eyes
I'll show you I care

You are not forgotten
You are not alone
Look up and see
you still have me

Matryoshka English Lyrics1, 2, 3, 4

Will anyone get this message someday?
I've been worried about it everyday
I can always be very friendly
Jokes, a patched up, MATRYOSHKA is all I'll be!

My head is singing about this one package
The clock is stuck at 4, is it damaged?
Can you keep this a secret, will you?
The world will turn upside down very soon!

Ah, I'm breaking
Throw away your pains and your memories
Ah, I've been thinking
What's been breaking me?

Hey, so, now
Can you dance more, I am getting bored
KALINKA, MALINKA? Just play the damn chord!
What should I do with these feelings?
Can you tell me each of their meanings?

Loud and clearly 5-2-4
FRE

ResuscitationA wise one once said

We don't inherit the earth
From those before us
We only borrow it
From those yet to come

We are the children calling
Where did you go so wrong?
Voice of a future warning
Have you all lost your minds?

When did now
And money mean more then anything
Anything?
Everything
And everything else?

When did cutting forests
To print dirty dollar bills
Make more sense
Then saving face
Giving faith
To children you insist to have

We are the children calling
Where did you go so wrong?
Voice of a future warning
Have you all lost your minds?

Why bring us in
If you intent to bleed us out
Why kill the Earth
If you mean to go on living

There's No Denyin'I don't mean to pry,
but why are you ungrateful?
what's the deal with not smilin'
you want to tell a dark secret,
but you would lie through your teeth
when it comes to truth, there's no denyin'

The truth would set you free
you just stay in your cage
not giving a damn about judgin' or cryin'
just be selfish in your soul,
but let me tell you
when it comes to truth, there's no denyin'

You don't give a damn, do ya?
sit there with a stuck-up smile
it's no funny matter I'm buyin'
it'll come to you soon
soon enough that you'll care
when it comes to truth, there's no denyin'

There's no denyin' the truth
'cause the truth will set you free
if you

A breath of fresh airA breath of fresh air

Holding my tongue
While listening to a duck
I accidentally tripped on
My own rock

And when the guy is ready to rock
While others stab back
Refreshing addictions
Creating curves of pure lick

Seeming unfit
It was cut
Famine and lung
A throbbing sensation, highly strung.

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by ~clautchy, Sep 19, 2012, 3:14:40 AM
Literature / Poetry / Human Nature / Songs & Lyrics

Staring at the mirror
Finding new and sad things
The border so bright and pretty
You'd think they'd stop polishing
After the cold war

Painting my face for the job
The colours so dark with sparkles
Fix my hair and look decent
Suck in my tummy with some tape
Hurts on a hot day

Reflection staring back
Try and fit in with the standards
Of the twenty-first century
Where's your lips grow longer legs
Skinner waist less shape please
You're embarrassing us all

You'd think they'd stop polishing
The border, clean the mirror
Once in a while maybe
The face I see isn't mine
I can only find an image
I can never be

I'll break those gold frames
The pretty border can go
If only I had the weapon
To destroy the idea I cannot face
I don't want to die alone

Faux Barbie Horror Showby ~clautchy

Literature / Poetry / Human Nature / Songs & Lyrics

i kinda wrote this in a blur last night. i don't know. i'm kind of adapting it into a song, and i have a lot of inspiration from amanda palmer's new album 'theatre is evil'.

what i'm basically getting at, is the social conditioning of the media to conform. it's not necessarily about body image, but everything. being told what to do and who to be and how to act and what is acceptable and who is bad and people are falling apart because no one can meet these expectations and be everything the media wants them to be.

whatever this is (c) me

*akibara13 Sep 27, 2012

Thank you for your submission to #ZealZone. I really like this piece. You did very nicely with both the emotion of it and with the presentation. I definitely think it would make a great song, put the right music.

The only suggestion that I have is you might want to put a comma in this line: 'Where's your lips grow longer legs'. I know you don't have any punctuation anywhere else outside of the apostrophes but this line kind of needs it or maybe separated into two lines. Ran together like this I had to read it several times to understand what the heck it meant. With out some sort of separator it makes the reader stumble and loose a little momentum in the pace of the piece. Other than that it's a very nice piece. Nice job!

~clautchy Sep 28, 2012 Student Writer

thank you for the criticism
I didn't include the comma because in my head, I was thinking it as the sentence running together like the media cramming bullshit into someone's brain and it's too overwhelming, but I can understand why it can become problematic.

*akibara13 Sep 28, 2012

That makes sense, it just make it a little hard to understand at first....but I suppose that's an appropriate sort of response for that now that you put it like that.

~TNBC-Fan Sep 19, 2012 Student Traditional Artist

hnnnngggghhh this is really good ;A;
and so damn true! Great job Clautchy <3

~clautchy Sep 19, 2012 Student Writer

thank you <3 it's been a while since i've written poetry and i want to actually start getting back into it, and this is my start into it
i kinda suck at structure though heh

~TNBC-Fan Sep 19, 2012 Student Traditional Artist

well you´ll get better at structure if you keep writing obviously!
Curious for more then :3

~clautchy Sep 19, 2012 Student Writer

haha exactly! see, i have holidays in two days and there will be much productivity from me.

~TNBC-Fan Sep 19, 2012 Student Traditional Artist

Oh my god yay! :3
Does that mean we can talk more then too?

~clautchy Sep 19, 2012 Student Writer

yes we can! well, when i'm home and stuff. but yes.

~TNBC-Fan Sep 19, 2012 Student Traditional Artist

hahaha great!
Now lunch, yum.

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