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Calm wind brushing my hair
parades of glitter astound me
The caterpillar retching life
into the old oak tree
Music playing in the forest of stags
following faith until the end
Lash out and beat me
for I am the one who beset you
The mist from the Lake of Riddles
mocks the sweet scent of the honeysuckle
Death awaits those who hurt me
in the land of my Dreams
Scratches on the faces of angels
show the evil inside
Lash out and beat me
for I am the one who beset you
The sun of opportunity shines through the darkness
held down by the rain of poortith
The orchestra of fear
daring all those who emerge from the womb
Silver light of the full moon
exposing seas of red
Lash out and beat me
for I am the one who beset you
- by UnholyMacabre |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 09/24/2011 |
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- Title: Land of my Dreams
- Artist: UnholyMacabre
- Description: I made this poem a long time ago. It was late at night and I was listening to a classical music station while making a character sheet for a tabletop game. Well, this odd song came on the radio and I felt a strong urge to write. This is what came out. I didn't even know what I had written until I was done.
- Date: 09/24/2011
- Tags: land dreams
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