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Hope you know. Hope You Know
I hope you know I loved you.
every single day.
And always wished you the best
in every prayer that I'd say.
I hope you know you're special
and no one can contest.
And that you are unique
and quite simply the best.
I hope you know you're strong
and dont let things break you down.
That you may stand your ground
but remember to be a clown.
I hope you remember to smile
and think of tomorrow as new.
That you never let your past
be something too painful to review.
I hope you are a gentleman
and act like you were raised.
Surpass every expectation
and never let your mind be fazed.
I hope you know you're talented
and handsome that is true.
And no matter where you go
I will always comfort you.
I hope you know that distance
wont keep us far apart.
For since you were so little
you always had my heart.
I hope you know that life is hard
but you still must merely try.
That it is full of wonders
so don't let them pass you by.
I hope you know I love you
A Letter of ReasoningA Letter of Reasoning
Hello Mother, Hello Father
This is me your son or daughter
I can't stay long, so I'll say it fast;
I need to go over things of the past
Listen closely, now don't you fret
This letter is to you so you won't forget;
It happened quickly, I understand,
Just listen to my reprimand:
This first part is to you, my mother
The one who didn't even bother:
You brought me into this dead world,
Then you left me to die
You never said one word to me
You never said goodbye
An infant child no more than one
Cries long into the night
The yearning for its mother's tone
To play in its ears has died
As it grew it never knew
Of what a mother would be like
You left me alone in this world
And I cried every single night
The next is to my father so,
You held on tight and never let go:
I love you much
You know it's true
It's not all your fault
So don't blame you
You were young and stupid
In this world
Every night it changed
It was always a different girl
You weren't there
For most my l
The Song of a LullabyThe song of a lullaby
Was carved in my head
Memory by memory
Each note was thread
A smile, a grin
Those notes went high
Those notes went low
Benath the depths of the earth
Each precious note
With a purpose, a reason
And each note rung
Through the gallant halls
Of an auditorium
And when the lullaby
Slowly drifted into the night
And the lullaby was done.
So, It ShattersSo, It Shatters:
So, today it fell.
It slipped right from
As it fell,
It shattered on the floor
The shards sliced,
And as they spread
So, I bled today.
My heart was ripped
Right from my chest.
As I bled,
I told myself it was for
The blood pooled,
And I looked at it,
But still I couldn't rest.
So, I smiled today.
It spread across my lips when
I wasn't thinking about you.
As it faded,
My heart ached and stomach cramped,
But I knew
That before today
We were friends,
And I could trust you.
So, after today
I leave with a sad smile
As a friend,
Something so special about me,
I'll always care.
Though I wish
That somedays I wouldn't because I can't
But here I stay
For you. As a friend,
Even though you
Broke me. I told you
But I still feel it-
The empty space
Air is filling it,
Because my heart lies shattered
On the floor.
A Man Reborn"Go."
Somewhere, Lysanna clawed at the shards of mirror, using the last of her strength to send the message. The words came to Tal'shen as needling pain, piercing her mind. "Forget them," her mother said. "Go now and do as I've created you to do!"
Tal'shen felt her mother die. It did not matter. There was no feeling of attachment; only the drive to carry out her purpose. Growing still, her monstrous form filled the room. She shot two massive tentacles upwards, rending a large hole in the ceiling. Outside, she blinked in the fog. London, that was the name of this city, wasn't it? A good a place as any to begin.
Inside, Maya coughed back the bits of dust and plaster. "Paul," she breathed, wincing at the mass of flesh Tal'shen had left in her wake. She went to him, gasping at his flayed carcass, nothing more than quivering bits of meat and bone. She closed her eyes. One chance.
Flame"I saw red."
What a curious, infernal thing to say -
Truly, I didn't know I felt this way.
So immediately I sought out whatever assistance
I might find to steel this compromised flame resistance.
"Envision what you wish you banish," my teacher said.
So I fumed with a fury and visualized the red.
"Out damned spot, out I say..."*
Oh that it were so easy to just simply scold away.
Flash of red...
I saw as I stirred awake in bed.
Feeling the sun's gentle kisses, its rays streaming across my head.
And I turned to embrace a lingering phantasm
In a partial dream-state as I reached...O...
...Oh....Oh.... the burning red,
That sizzles, and sears, and scorches my flesh
In the torment of taboo I've found myself enmeshed.
So I cried to every sympathetic spirit,
And every Voodoo Loa that was available to hear it,
"If there be no fuel to sustain this soul,
Then cool my heart to the black of coal."
...Oh.... but still, still the red...
As the sparks flew higher
And I danced 'round the pyre to the dru
Inspector Wolf The old lady was dead. I could smell it before I even got into the house. The whole place reeked of adrenaline, sweat, fear, copper and steel. He’d dropped her right in her living room. Chopped and chopped until she stopped moving. But I could tell I was getting close. This had been done in a hurry, and the killer didn’t have the time to clean up after himself like he usually did.
Across the room, the phone rang. The shrill sound set my teeth to grinding, but I ignored it. Instead I followed the killer’s bloody footprints into the back bedroom. He’d climbed out the window. If I hurried, I could catch up to him and end this disgusting spree he was on.
Then the answering machine kicked in. “Hi, Gramma! It’s Red. Sorry I’m running late. I kind of lost track of time. But don’t worry. I packed the picnic and I’m heading out the door right now. Love you.”
She’d been expec
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