My wings are broken by arrows and swords.
You won't be happy when the tide turns.
Risen from the ashes the phoenix returns.
These wounds are forever no matter how much you are reborn.
This pain in my soul I wish it would burn.
Crown Of ThornsTake these thorns and put them on me
Take these angry words and put them aside
please forgive me when i'm blind
These eyes can't see the enemies that are infront of me
Forgive them for they don't know what they do
Forgive me for my anger and grief
Shedding my skin like a snake
Mending my scales healing wounds that we all make
These thorns puncture my skin reminding me that we all are human
They make me a better person
They make my heart reappear
These crown of thorns are what I am inside.
I'll wear these crown of thorns till I die.
UntitledThe fire inside me rages.
In anger I burn myself.
Oil in the water continues to corrupt my soul.
Ash and debris melts my skin away.
Erupting inside and out
This volcano explodes causing chaos and destruction.
anger resides in us all
WingWing on my shoulder
angels will gather and save your soul
never let you go
Angels all around us
saviors of all
Angels we thank you for the light you share
Protecting our lives from the troubles and the madness of this world
we pray that the world will get better and the spirit listens to the poor people
Bless the weary and the weak the mute and the people that use there hands to speak
This life is hard as we stated before
love is what you need how can we say anymore
Angels are among us
wings on your shoulders shelter you from the pain and the sadness in your heart will be brighter and together we pray for the days and the nights be safer and brighter.
Everyone has a wing on their shoulder.
BandedI'm banded not branded.
These colors on me are tricky and defined.
What you wouldn't know would blow your mind.
I'm king yes its true.
I'm the friendliest of the few.
over the rivers and tampered hills.
It is my cousin the coral that kills.
If you see me eat another snake don't be alarmed
I'm the King and that's my charm.
Tyrannical SuspicionsTyrannical Suspicions
In the wake of the systems.
Time to make some bad decisions
life is short for this earth is burning.
Inside its heated core its boiling the water over
one more tear for the mourned.
To many ashes for the flames of disposition.
Each composition of art is full of emotion.
Pull my heartstrings now for its skipping a beat.
Wake me up now and get me off my feet.
Timed and aligned sometimes you can see my heart mend softly in your arms.
These tyrannical suspicions wake the mind.
Anger and love subside.
When ever your around me this world is alive.
This explosive energy is getting to me.
Sending electrical surges into my soul.
I can't control the raging storm that forms clouds.
Pulsating convulsions of static.
Starting to panic inside these electrical currents
Standing in the sound burst.
Turning the gears releasing your electric explosive static.
You put your arms around me
Electricity forms surrounds us
Electrical storm lightning is formed
As it comes down it cinders t
Dragon Rail Cylinder.Dragon rail cylinder
Atributes= dragon ore mined from the dragon statue.
a whole new type of ore called dragon ore.
This ore has colors like black gold and green
The green type is grass,black is shadow, and yellow is light.
Mixes other crystals to make a unique elemental flames that can be performed through the dragons mouth and smoke comes out of its nostrils to make it more powerful.
the Dragon rail cylinder comes equipped with a double rail that looks like a rose with the main attribute you want in the middle of the rail and the weakest attribute that you want to use on the edges.
Looks like a pistol from the distance.
(Green dragon ore)Type of dragon ore that uses plants like the rose to its advantage by sprouting thorns and toxins through contact also makes a carnivorous plant or venus flytrap that traps and eats enemies whole.
(Black Dragon Ore)Type of dragon ore that creates a thick smog like smokescreen that blocks monsters also creates shadowy doppelgangers.
(Light Dragon Ore)
Tricked OutTricked out.
The sun is out.
the blind is open.
Look outside the mind.
Release your grief and doubt.
Set the mood
Reset the stage
Dissolve your panic and disengage your rage.
Don't freak out.
Be chill and everything will go uphill
Find your Zen.
Leave the madness behind and rewind
Find your soul don't lose control.
Just be yourself.
Don't put yourself in a craze.
In a maze you might lose your yourself.
Be tricked out not freaked out.
Fire and the remedy.Time for the remedy.
serenity for the soul.
Time to rewind.
It's going to be alright.
Just be yourself.
Sometimes you have a fist full of war.
Hardcore never stop.
Fight the dark and shadows that plague your heart.
Let go of your hate and stay smooth and cool.
It's time for a remedy.
She's serenity for your soul.
Time to rewind.
Time to chill
Turn up the bass the beat is sick the noise it intoxicating.
Let yourself go in her arms
Stop fueling the fire.
Put down the pitchforks and the flames
We all have problems we all have dreams
Just breathe and let go.
The fire is burning on the inside
Put out the flames of hate and strife take control of your life.
It's time for your remedy.
Bring serenity for your soul.
Time to rewind.
Breathe and take your time and rewind.
Just rewind and calm your state of mind.
Strong And FreeOld wounds are like broken bones to many to throw away.You goons get away from me.
My fears are strong and brittle.
Can't take it any more I'm blowing the whistle.
I need to bounce back.
Repaired and sewn your minds about to get blown.
Gathering my pride take this anger from fear inside
Unleash this gaze upraised and rephrased from the mind time to divide and conquer.
Mindful and oppressed are we
These things which are meant to be
We people shall be free
Unchained unscathed and undefined
We are people We are free.
Love is more than a feeling. It is the sound of her voice as she tells me her thoughts. It is the touch of her arms as they hold me tight. It's the caress of my embrace, that makes her so warm. It's an action. It's a promise. It's putting others before you. It's an open door. It's something you do. It's a kiss on a park bench under a star filled sky. It's the thought of her when she's far away. It's a story being written. It's the tear in your eye. It's the letter stained and smeared with salty water. It's the phone call you don't want to answer, but you know you must. It's the country you long to see. It's pain. It's a longing to forget. It's a longing to remember. It's a friendship never broken. It's pronounced "Sarang."
-By Cliff Corbett
Cuando los angeles caenEn un apartamento apartado cerca del centro de Chicago una chica de dorados cabellos lleva más de media hora metida en el baño inclinada frente al posamanos, observando el espejo.
Su novio, preocupado, toca la puerta.
-¿Fionna, estás bien?
No recibe respuesta.
-Fionna, abre la puerta.- Un leve "clic" se oye del otro lado.
Entra al baño y encuentra a su chica, o lo que quedaba de ella, con los ojos hinchados y las piernas ensangrentadas.
-Bebé, no, no, no...
Es en ese momento el chico de cabello negro comienza a llorar. Con ganas. Abraza a su novia por detrás y le besa el cuello.
-Basta, Marshall. Basta. ¡NO ME TOQUES!.- intenta alejarlo Fionna, manchándolo a él también con sangre.
Sin embargo, lo único que logra es que la abrace con mas intensidad.
-Joder, no te voy a soltar. ¿Por qué lo hiciste?
No obtiene respuesta. Solo un llanto cada vez mas fuerte.
YOU CAME TO MY ARMS TOO SOON
You was beatiful. So beautiful, like the dreams we always wanted to keep.
You didnt speak.
Your hand in my heart.
" Scars are History books. Follow me tonight... and i´ll show you what´s like to be alive..."
Lonliness, can you give another kiss?
I want to drink until tomorrow
i want to dance with my beautiful sorrow
.... and repeat it again.
Because all still different. And im still feeing the same.
I was scared
Can't figure out my life
and there's tears in my eyes,
please don't take me by surprise-
And I'm never gonna be the same again.
So please don't drop me
cause I've already been down
twice this week.
PORTRAIT OF A SOUL(CIDE)I´m not afraid anymore
Because i´ve been here before
Where you killed all what we had done and dreamed
where i was the miserable piece of shit...
I´m not afraid anymore
i´ve been here before
" I´ve never loved you....
as i never felt your pathetic love too"
Your (un)conditional (un)love, the absence of sincerity, the filth on my soul was my moment of clarity.
I´ve missed it all before and i´ll miss it all again,
where the lies that surrounded you still remain.
(but) I´m not afraid anymore
(because)i´ve see it before.
I just wish someday you´ll know
how does it feel to live
wasting your nights wishing to die,
buried yourself with a thousand lies,
carrying that weight for a million t
MantisI’m in love with a mantis, granted the bug is small it understands me.
Crawled to me, cradled me and touched my reactor.
Told me, my blood bleeds red. Not because of the hemoglobin, but because of cranberry juice.
Each pour of it, is of immense use, don’t waste it she said; it’s the seed to someone’s spruce.
Talk to the blade and your harsh skin; it’s time for a truce.
Be like Bruce. Become water, not the cactus.
Remove the rough skin, don’t let the water spill, bartending comes with practice.
Come within, meditate, regulate, lift those bad thoughts, Levitate. Then you will resonate.
At this point yall, I thought Eliza Thornberry and Dr Dolittle ain’t got shit on me.
Sittin back spongebob grinnin, Kermit tea sippin and ultimately. Introspecting.
See, the mantis is the small voice within us that tell us to remember,
That basketball shorts and flip flops should be banned in the winter.
On a cloudy day, behind the shroud, there is a great thing in