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Our Song After There Is No More Us

it brings me such mixed emotions
this song will forever stay in my head
I will never forget those words
words to that wonderful song
the song that used to be ours
that used to bring a smile to me face
but now it brings such mixed emotions
it calms me like it did before
for it reminds me of you
of our lost love
but for that same reason
it brings tears to my eyes
tears asking why our love had to fade away
this song has now become double edged knife for me
it calms me
but it hurts me
I listen to this song even now
I still lay and listen to it as before
I hate this song for it makes me cry
I love this song for it reminds me of the happiness we once shared
the song will forever haunt me
but I will enjoy it hauntings and at the same time dread them
Scarlet .....

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My Song

my heart sings a song
a song like none other
A tune that brings that peace to your soul
or tears you to shreds
the rhythm compliments some people
and some it clashes to much
my song can change from ear to ear
some try and change it to what they want to hear
but few can hear my song
for what it is but only one can finish
my song and make it complete
Brittney Pennington

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Peace Song

Music is away
My world is in pain
I try to murmur old song
Who's writer long ago was gone
Those years the world was in peace
That song used to be song
As song of love signs
Now Inside my soul still does survive an old peace song
But what is surrounded my world is a strange ugly song
Never I've heard it before
Nor to anyone of us
Strangers they are to us
With broken voice inside
I want to shout loud
Once again I want to sing the same old peace songs
But sad faces broken hearts
Are telling me to not sing any love song
Majed Mora

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Will You Dance With Me

Will you dance with me... if I sing a song of death? Will you beat the drum with me... if you know not what it brings? Will you offer up your breath...? And fall into the darkness of life...Without knowing...Will you give when you have nothing more to give then life itself? Will you turn your back on love and light...And take that leap of faith into the unknown...Will you run through the fields of dark clouds... and dance in the rain of sorrow and confusion...Will you step through the foggy mist that rises from the bog below...? Will you empty your soul of all you know? Will you offer up your blood from the sword that wounds your heart...? Will you cut new wounds, and offer fresh new blood, for those who are unwilling...Will you fill your chalice with poison from my cauldron, knowing it might very well take your last breath? Will you cast your own shadows on the forest walls? And dance in the darkness of delight..? Will you turn your back on all the safety your life offers, and take that step into the unknown realms of the ghost people? Will you hear their cries in the night, or cloudy day? Will you turn your back on those who have walked before you, and never heed their warning call? Will you test your will, your faith, and offer up more then ever before? Will you leave behind all that you have come to know and love earthy possessions, hearth and fires that keep you warm? Will you accept your fate, without force, nor slight of hand? Or will you rage into the night, fighting the fight not knowing if you will win or loose, or if the end be the same? Do you fear what things may come... so paralyzed by life itself that you find you have really never lived.....? Life and death... its all in the same... new birth awaits... on the footsteps of death itself...Paving the way of the future, carved from the past...But you fear the labor pains of birth itself, Never breaking the water of death and allowing new light to enter through the tunnel of your own darkness...So will you dance with me if I sing a song a death...? Will you embrace the blood that flows from between your legs and sings of cleansing pain? Will you range against the flow of the river of life, never learning how to float in delight... whether you are in light or dark or kind of heart? Sorrow you push me away... sadness you wish to over come, cramps of life I give to you, but you moan and cry and try and hide...Stopping the flow, catching the blood that is carried and flushed away... never learning to embrace... I am the voice in the shadowy darkness that you fear, but I am not fear itself, that is your own to carry and burden your weight.So if I sing a song of death will you truly dance with me? Or will you once again run and try and hide, behind the sunlight of another day? Knowing I will return in the darkness... and call out your name, with the caw of the raven who sings to your soul...It's written in the roots of trees, it's written in the stars above... I have your name placed within my cauldron, of darkness...Neither by your choice nor mine... it just is...Acceptance or virtue...shame or guilt, Sadness or joy... you will come to know me all the same...Blood that flows from your veins is mine to drink... to nourish, to heal...But you have the choice... to dance with me, or wait until another day....Run my child if that is your wish.... it proves your lack of faith....gives in to the fear....It serves me noneBut when you are ready... you will fill your chalice, and drink your lives last breath... sooner or later... it will come to all...I am the Morrigan, the hooded raven who calls your name, the crow of the farmer's fields by your side, you know me, for you and I are the same, we shadow each other, I am within you.... when you look in the mirror you see my face, tether and worn from trails of time...But I lift the wrinkly veil, and I am beauty to behold to all... glamour of the fae I call my own... queen of the night... of darkness and despair, fear I boil and toil within other's but not you my child...take my hand.. And dance will me and I will teach you now my song of death...Black wings that find silent flight at midnight, casting shadows on the darkness no one else can see... black as night... light is right, your raven eyes see through them all...Red is the hood I wear, so paint me now, with your blood, offer to me in the moonless night, Your gift of life....And answer me now, without knowing... what I ask...Will you dance with me if I sing a song of death?
Morinanna Wyzard

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