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Devious Journal EntryThe Dark Side of the MoonMore Like This
Sonnet poem
1 (a) silver moon veiled in serene solitude
2 (b) your craters keep the man of history
3 (a) your beauty is of such great magnitude
4 (b) roaming as the inconstant mystery
5 (c) when people gather love is truly found
6 (d) pushing the rebellion, with love at your side
7 (c) love bounded under your shape ever so round
8 (d) having achieved your goals you sit and bide
9 (e) your bewitching powers tend to be crude
10 (f) between these two, death is sure to follow
11 (e) causing commotion and starting a big feud
12 (f) leaving many others to stop and wallow
13 (g) mistress mo
UnbelievableThe things I've done and seen,More Like This
Are near unbelievable,
For those with the mind that can not handle new things.
I am called 'liar' by those who can't believe things.
My mental state drove me to do those things.
My mental state told me to do it for fun,
Or maybe for something of greater importance,
But only to me.
Some call me 'liar' for the fact that they haven't lived like I,
They view my life as a sham because they can't live it.
Because they can't imagine what I've done.
Let me just say,
Just because you ain't seen it happen, doesn't mean it didn't.
Betrayed, that's fine. I don't mind.Go out with an iron heart.More Like This
No one will penetrate it now.
You were someone I thought I had if everyone else turned their backs.
Keep my chin held high
So i don't have to look at the floor of reality
I thought you'd always have my back.
Wash away the tears that threaten to fall
It's fine, I don't need anybody
You obviously don't need me anymore
I may not be the strongest person
But i can manage
With or without you
Hollywood HopefulCast no shadowMore Like This
seeker of fame-
Bow your head now,
not in shame
Hold on tight to
the tail of the sun
Tastes metallic on your lips
like the barrel of a gun
Play your cards
like you've already won
Stand in the glare
of the cold spotlight
Making your escape
on a Midsummer's night
Somewhere, out there-
beyond the 'city limit' sign
Cast no shadow
leave the simple life behind
For all men are mice
these days-
All women play the game
right; these days
So go and live recklessly,
chasing the flame
Reach for the stars,
ensure you take careful aim...
Life's only worth living
when living up to the acclaim
AEC/2012
The SingerPlease sing one moreMore Like This
Sweet Boy
Dear Girl
chime like bells
in this circle of Hell.
He listens
ears wide open
He chants, "Open your throat, your a little sharp. Another circle of hell waits for you unless you sing like a harp.
the taste of blood
full of galore!
hit the F
end in a scream
Let the lights go dark
and applause fill the room
Untitled PoetryMore Like This
'Tis a tragedy
'Tis a shame
'Tis a loss
there is no gain
'Tis little love
'Tis little hope
'Tis little chance
for us to cope
'Tis little trust
'Tis lots of tears
'Tis paranoia
full of fear
'Tis no faith
'Tis no sun
'Tis no happiness
therefore no fun
Abandon hope
Abandon fear
Welcome to Hell
for all who enter here
Electric Generation.More Like This
We're the electric generation,
We're the shock, the nation needed.
We're the cause of the downfall,
The reason for living,
We're the wave of electricty,
Passing across your heart,
Causing every beat, and
Pulse through your veins.
We're the lights in the streets,
On a cold winter night,
illuminating flakes of snow
We're the neon glow,
From nightclubs and bars,
filled with sweat, alcohol
And tears,
We're the shock
From the defibrillator
Keeping you alive.
We were the music in the dive,
Where you chose to die.
We are the electric generation.
We chose to lie.
Sta.sh
