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10-06-2009, 08:33 PM | #1 (permalink) |
I Am the Lizard Queen
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Just something I wrote... It will need editing, but I think there are a lot of cool lines here. I just hope I didn't accidentally steal them...
I see you there Eyes wide with wonder The world could have been yours Yet decadence triumphed All that remains is wonder, and fear, Such fear as only children can feel A child left behind, and yet A lord among the flies Life comes with no guarantee So let it all become fantasy Let tales be told of your dreamland, Though it will be undone in the end A false world is better than a dying one Songs shall be sung of your wisdom, Of a paradise that bloomed from deceit, Of the walker of secret ways Who endured through his souls long retreat Life comes with no guarantee So let it all become fantasy Let tales be told of your dreamland, Though it will be undone in the end A false world is better than a dying one A blistering plain marks the start Of this most glorious concert, The mightiest live in the desert And empires are born in the dark Life comes with no guarantee So let it all become fantasy Let tales be told of your dreamland, Though it will be undone in the end A false world is better than a dying one |
10-08-2009, 08:00 PM | #3 (permalink) | ||
young gun funyun
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Well you've got this poem here, and it needs music, or at least some form of context, otherwise there's nothing to say besides the fact that it's good for a poem, although the deep and cutting statements are a little too abundant. It kinda gets to the point where the impact of each stanza is lessened to a greater degree. If you wish to understand what I mean, check out this stanza:
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peace out, -nick
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10-13-2009, 10:24 PM | #4 (permalink) |
I Am the Lizard Queen
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I understand what you are saying... But for some reason it seems a whole lot harder to come up with little, ordinary-seeming lines than it is to conjure forth bold statements. That doesn't seem right at all...
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10-14-2009, 06:05 PM | #5 (permalink) | ||
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10-21-2009, 05:23 PM | #7 (permalink) |
I Am the Lizard Queen
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Here is a more recent one I wrote
Do you remember the day we last met? Tears fell, and tempers rose You said a thousand useless words Time told we were both wrong You wear a smile for the crowd Throw your dignity to the ground You live a life, but not your own How can you think you're innocent? My soul was torn in two that day I'd have it any other way You dream a dream, but not your own And laugh at my discontent You have nothing to say But you shout it out anyway You die a death, and now it's yours But what does it have to represent? Do you remember the day we first met? Gazes fell, and colors rose You said a thousand loving words And we forgot about yesterday But innocence and beauty fall together I liked you 'till you did something I was blind, and nobody Deserved it more than me You wear a smile for the crowd Throw your dignity to the ground You live a life, but not your own How can you think you're innocent? My soul was torn in two that day I'd have it any other way You dream a dream, but not your own And laugh at my discontent You have nothing to say But you shout it out anyway You die a death, and now it's yours But what does it have to represent? But innocence and beauty fall together Lifeblood, mindset, torture chamber I was so much happier When I just didn't care It took a year for me to build the place of your demise So sad it was wasted, you were taken by surprise It's odd how "No Emotions" means One has a heart at ease… You wear a smile for the crowd Throw your dignity to the ground You live a life, but not your own How can you think you're innocent? My soul was torn in two that day I'd have it any other way You dream a dream, but not your own And laugh at my discontent You have nothing to say But you shout it out anyway You die a death, and now it's yours But what does it have to represent? |