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| Short poems Magistus Dream Way I hate my life so I start to follow my dream, Its a strange glue that ties up my seams. The light that I seek ascends up my soul, To a point in life that until now was unknown. Where the path of my journey takes is mystery, All being embedded in the unwritten book of history. Hatred Hate is placed on earth, evil which flows day by day. All life not immune, its attack comes in many ways. Time only feeds its immense desire to make us seethe with, Rage that has no bounds the power it brings, Endless in desire to inflict pain which heeds an end, DEATH. The Damned Darkness falls among city streets And demons of the night begin to rise Men walk among the two fanged beasts Now their necks of blood deprived Evil creates the twisted form they take Damned forever until found by a stake. The Alchemist As they preach the incantations Looking upon an ancient parchment Calling upon spirits of the damned Hence forth they take shape on evil bent Entities of no evil limitation Masters of darkness, cause chaos they must repent Yearnings of power Alchemy creates. Hope and Respite The soul in my life has departed, As half of my heart seems discarded. The one forsaken word, How could it destroy my world. How I pray for that day. Will you return to lift up my body, That now evil does carry. Hate Hate is so more sensual, Mysterious in form it winds up your senses. Hate brings its aura of madness, Its grasp tight hold of your every action. Hate arrives under clouds of darkness. Love and care is removed and the light is less. Hate will forever reside in your soul, No relief until it devours us all. |
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