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| Tweet Topic Started: Feb 3 2006, 12:54 PM (68 Views) | |
| Holocollector | Feb 3 2006, 12:54 PM Post #1 |
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Christmas is Coming
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Mother Nature I trudged through the Mud very heavily And could see That you moved very Meekly, your arms Branches were, in the icy cold Night. Then the moon cried And smiled very coldly The winter night in The hinterlands where You danced sorry That the night had been Brazenly stone cold and empty. So you put on your glassy slippers In the visage of a ghost where you Left alone suspended tears in the cavern Where the air was dankest and Most humid in your mind. Then the tufts of grass spun Into your arms like stringed needles Crocheting in the ground that Spun wildly with deft movement In all directions wanderlust By the wind, and the grass Neatly assembled like a army Of straw men ready to begin life. And then you smiled very heartily And your arm moved very lithely Warmly now uncovering your face And I could now see your face smiling, At long last smiling, smiling very happily Of your unbelievable design. The Samurai Samurai sword of the night Drenched in blood, such a ugly sight, What has your master done to bear Such sins? He has warmed his hands near a fire, Fiery demons in his heart, And tried to put his hands in the fiery light, Holding all his cries within You answered my question as if The answer was within the darkness! Tell me again more correctly, What has your master done to bear Such sins? He hath taken me to a blacksmith To get all the blood from within, And shined me to reflect The starry sky of the night, Instead of faces long forgotten of spite My patience is wearing thin you answered my question as If the sky were the enemy! Tell me again but from within, What has your master done to bear Such sins? He has sworn to never kill anyone anymore, And used the katana to slice open his head, And In the other world The katana to slice open his heart, To let all the demons come out from within! |
| Note: My english writing skills need work so donīt even think of asking me to change it entirely or relearn my english (the impossible). I donīt like the signature, I willl eventually add a picture. | |
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