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ANGELS OF MERCY

Dizzying heights Star spangled light Lady of the night Out on the the prowl Underneath the milkyway tonight Lead astray Made to believe Going down on one knee A book of prayers The city of Angels Abducted skies A dozen red roses A tourniquet of intravenous kisses A crown of thorns A torn page from the gospel A book of spells An unread psalm A broken religion Taken towards the light Cupid's arrow A feathered quill A poisoned dart The hunter and the hounds of Hell As a marksman takes aim Cry of the wolf As another prey falls victim The plight of Angels And the flight of a dove As the winds cry Mary Scatterd on the winds of change

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For My Supporters and Followers My Family

Am I a bad Person Why do people treat me like I am. I don't do anything but make music. Like what I make Art write poetry locked in my room and never come out. But I have found today is that it doesn't matter If I'm ever known all that matters is that I helped the ones who were listening hoping maybe like I did when I was young wished there would have been a band that would have stood up for people like me i would have felt so isolated and alone my life. If I can change that for someone in need to hear. I have accomplished my mission then. it's not about money. It's about caring enough to listen even when it's to hard to face the cold truth of what reality can be for some I love you All I stand for all of you.. Hugs

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you don't know what i saw. the gunfire, the shots, the bullet. the pain. and these images now flash through me like a trigger to my brain.

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...

You struck a chord in my soul. Now it rings in my ears, a sickly sweet melody that deafens the pain screams louder now can't hear it's own voice.

Siddarta

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Dolor

Dolor ¿Y si no quiero liberarme de mi odio? ¿Y si mi dolor es todo lo que me queda? Valoro la vida según el sufrimiento Se que vivo porque tengo dolor Existo cuando toco la llaga Son las lágrimas las que dan vida a mis ojos. Una vez dude tener corazón Ahora se que así es Lo se porque se esta muriendo ...

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............ Sueños arrasados Deseos olvidados Demasiado inocentes para este mundo Demasiado puros para vivir en este mundo cruel En este mundo que se cae lentamente Que se desmorona un pedazo a la vez. Renuncio a mi único anhelo A mi estúpida ilusión A la idea de que estes a mi lad...

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Temor

Le temo a la nada Le temo al olvido Que mi nombre se pierda que mis actos se pierdan.Tengo miedo de morir solo De que nadie me recuerde cuando solo sea polvo Que no se derramen lágrimas cuando me vaya De morir sin haber sido amado.Morir sin haber amor ¡Eso me aterra! Significaría que todo fue en vano Que desperdicie mi vida Que no logre nada Que toda mi vida perteneció a la nada.Deseo tanto que no sea así Que pueda encontrar a alguien Alguien que justifique mi existencia Que acaricie mi cabello Que se quede dormida entre mis brazos Que siga en ellos cuando lleque el alba Tener más que un alma hecha pedazos.Este es mi mas profundo deseo Mi ...

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'NICE TO MEET YOU' by Madrid

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'YOUR HEART'

“YOUR HEART”I could take tender care of it, Nursing its wounds and soothing its bruises.I would lay quietly in its mourning and awe its warmthI would give it a home and a gentle sleeve to stay sewn.-MADRID

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'THIS DAY' by Madrid

“THIS DAY”Loose and lovely, stretching her sunny smile aboutTickling my fancy with her breeze, breathing life again into this weary heartShe spills light between the designs and scriptures of my mind, erasing all the evening’s doubtHeating skin, stick and stone, warmly nuzzling all her children, I and thee, her art.And this day, I am as free as her spinning, dizzied fire And this day I rise above my past with all her grace and gloryAnd this is the way my soul struggles and strives forward and higherAnd this is how I smile in pain, laugh through tears, envision hope, look to the light, Life is sweet, not yet complete and this is my ballad, ...

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THE DARKNESS

THE DARKNESS I was there with me in the darkness no one talking no one calling just me the darkness the shame my failures I looked out the window kept the light off didn't need it for I knew I was alone in the darkness the wind had its menacing torment on my front tree the rain falling laughed at me in my sorrow I could not find anyone who spoke my name for it was late and the stars mocked my life I was there with me in the darkness with my gun my shame my empty echo so I pulled the trigger in the darkness the empy space fell into the abyss like my name and my purpose creation became silent as the sun rose once more for everyone above my darkness MARQUIS AMON 2024

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Love and Hate

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She Is The Ocean

She (The Ocean) She is the ocean and I but a drop of water She lies waiting as I fall from the mountaintop rolling and tumbling along the rivers ever traveling ever yearning to be part of Her to add my essence to her whole but She is the Ocean and I a drop of water my importance is small an' yet I travel on till I lie once again cradled in Her arms for She is the Ocean and I but a drop of water

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Dream Makers

Two Spirits With a chalk Trace in the blue sky A line, a spiral, a round Abstract forms With stardust They come to life A bird takes the rebellious threads To stitch them back together This joyful canvas Extends into infinity To finally fall back In the form of dreams Deux Esprits Avec une craie Tracent dans le ciel bleuté Une ligne, une spirale, un rond Des formes abstraites Avec de la poussière d'étoiles Elles prennent vie Un oiseau prend les fils rebelles Pour les recoudre Cette joyeuse toile S'étend dans l'infini Pour retomber enfin En forme de rêves

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Weak Soul Strong Fighter

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Ocean des reves

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ANGELS OF MERCY

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Dolor ¿Y si no quiero liberarme de mi odio? ¿Y si mi dolor es todo lo que me queda? Valoro la vida según el sufrimiento Se que vivo porque tengo dolor Existo cuando toco la llaga Son las lágrimas las que dan vida a mis ojos. Una vez dude tener corazón Ahora se que así es Lo se porque se esta muriendo ...

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Temor

Le temo a la nada Le temo al olvido Que mi nombre se pierda que mis actos se pierdan.Tengo miedo de morir solo De que nadie me recuerde cuando solo sea polvo Que no se derramen lágrimas cuando me vaya De morir sin haber sido amado.Morir sin haber amor ¡Eso me aterra! Significaría que todo fue en vano Que desperdicie mi vida Que no logre nada Que toda mi vida perteneció a la nada.Deseo tanto que no sea así Que pueda encontrar a alguien Alguien que justifique mi existencia Que acaricie mi cabello Que se quede dormida entre mis brazos Que siga en ellos cuando lleque el alba Tener más que un alma hecha pedazos.Este es mi mas profundo deseo Mi ...

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"NICE TO MEET YOU"Wander worn and worried fraught with fever...I see you suddenly still when first we meet. I watch you in silent despair burn and bury your tell tale heart...frantically, freshly ripped from your sleeve as your lips quietly mutter in reply to me your name. Douse your lantern's flame and hush the hopeful child in your head. Cover best you can in kerosene smoke, deftly stepping over tree root no twig's sound should I hear. Steady yourself, hands familiar in the dark on cold cemetery stones, safe from mortal desires in your hiding place. Now painfully perched upon thy thorny throne of poetic justice...O' Ire! A vengeful cry e...

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“YOUR HEART”I could take tender care of it, Nursing its wounds and soothing its bruises.I would lay quietly in its mourning and awe its warmthI would give it a home and a gentle sleeve to stay sewn.-MADRID

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'THIS DAY' by Madrid

“THIS DAY”Loose and lovely, stretching her sunny smile aboutTickling my fancy with her breeze, breathing life again into this weary heartShe spills light between the designs and scriptures of my mind, erasing all the evening’s doubtHeating skin, stick and stone, warmly nuzzling all her children, I and thee, her art.And this day, I am as free as her spinning, dizzied fire And this day I rise above my past with all her grace and gloryAnd this is the way my soul struggles and strives forward and higherAnd this is how I smile in pain, laugh through tears, envision hope, look to the light, Life is sweet, not yet complete and this is my ballad, ...

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THE DARKNESS

THE DARKNESS I was there with me in the darkness no one talking no one calling just me the darkness the shame my failures I looked out the window kept the light off didn't need it for I knew I was alone in the darkness the wind had its menacing torment on my front tree the rain falling laughed at me in my sorrow I could not find anyone who spoke my name for it was late and the stars mocked my life I was there with me in the darkness with my gun my shame my empty echo so I pulled the trigger in the darkness the empy space fell into the abyss like my name and my purpose creation became silent as the sun rose once more for everyone above my darkness MARQUIS AMON 2024

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She Is The Ocean

She (The Ocean) She is the ocean and I but a drop of water She lies waiting as I fall from the mountaintop rolling and tumbling along the rivers ever traveling ever yearning to be part of Her to add my essence to her whole but She is the Ocean and I a drop of water my importance is small an' yet I travel on till I lie once again cradled in Her arms for She is the Ocean and I but a drop of water

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Dream Makers

Two Spirits With a chalk Trace in the blue sky A line, a spiral, a round Abstract forms With stardust They come to life A bird takes the rebellious threads To stitch them back together This joyful canvas Extends into infinity To finally fall back In the form of dreams Deux Esprits Avec une craie Tracent dans le ciel bleuté Une ligne, une spirale, un rond Des formes abstraites Avec de la poussière d'étoiles Elles prennent vie Un oiseau prend les fils rebelles Pour les recoudre Cette joyeuse toile S'étend dans l'infini Pour retomber enfin En forme de rêves

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Weak Soul Strong Fighter

Je ne suis pas fort Je ne l'ai jamais été J'ai voulu devenir fort Pour protéger mes êtres aimés Mais le destin a pris mes êtres chers Me laissant seul avec mon désespoir Je n'avais plus de vie, plus de raison Jusqu'à ce qu'il me force à être un démon Une éternité dans les combats Sans repos, ni trêve Mes souvenirs s'effacent comme mes rêves Je n'arrêterai pas Lui, cet être insignifiant, Pourquoi me regarde t il ainsi ? Pourquoi me rappelle t il autant ce passé honni ? Je ne m'inclinerai pas devant ce perdant Je suis le vrai perdant Je ne peux protéger personne Il ne me reste qu'à sombrer Dans les ténèbres J'arrive, ma bien aimée I am not strong I have never been I wanted to become strong To protect my loved ones But fate has taken my loved ones Leaving me alone with my despair I had no more life, no more reason Until he forces me to be a demon An eternity in the fights Without rest, nor truce My memories fade away like my dreams I will not stop Him, this insignificant

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Ocean des reves

Le sommeil me caresse le visage Comme un doux murmure sur le rivage Avant de plonger, loin de la grève Dans l'océan des rêves Sleep caresses my face Like a soft murmur on the shore Before diving, away from the strike In the ocean of dreams

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ANGELS OF MERCY

For My Supporters and Followers My Family

...

innoctemn.

...

Dolor

........

Temor

'NICE TO MEET YOU' by Madrid

'YOUR HEART'

'THIS DAY' by Madrid

THE DARKNESS

Love and Hate

She Is The Ocean

Dream Makers

Weak Soul Strong Fighter

Ocean des reves

ANGELS OF MERCY

For My Supporters and Followers My Family

...

innoctemn.

...

Dolor

........

Temor

'NICE TO MEET YOU' by Madrid

'YOUR HEART'

'THIS DAY' by Madrid

THE DARKNESS

Love and Hate

She Is The Ocean

Dream Makers

Weak Soul Strong Fighter

Ocean des reves

Frozen Time

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ANGELS OF MERCY

For My Supporters and Followers My Family

...

innoctemn.

...

Dolor

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Temor

'NICE TO MEET YOU' by Madrid

'YOUR HEART'

'THIS DAY' by Madrid

THE DARKNESS

Love and Hate

She Is The Ocean

Dream Makers

Weak Soul Strong Fighter

Ocean des reves