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Blessed CursesBlow the horns, pluck on the harp, Sing the song to this holy carp. A fish bestowed with golden scales When it swims, the river wails.Blessed Curses
Wave your hands, kick your feet, Sing the song to this holy sheet. A bolt of cloth untouched by dirt With power to cleanse this impure earth
Offer your goat, offer your duck, Bow your heads to the holy buck Lord of the forests, brave and strong Antlers that will right what is wrong
If you would rather the "here and now", Offer your soul to the holy cow But if you prefer something indeed holy Profess y
by ~Psycho-Stress
Of Martyrs and MasochistsTo be honored despite the disdain, To be showered by awkward treasures, To take in every ounce of pain, To fulfill their twisted pleasuresOf Martyrs and Masochists
Severing the unbreakable will Such deviant and loathsome desire Nailed to a cross upon a hill, Bound to a stake set on fire
In suffering comes their bliss, Knowingly trapped in one's own device. Struggle to right something amiss No mundane concept can suffice
A small dent in the perfect surface Living with a different perception Defiance towards the edifice Fighting against what deception? &
by ~Psycho-Stress
Counting DownTwelve hours ticking in the clock Eleven hours sitting on a rock Ten lines still waiting to rhyme Nine were saved by a stitch in time Eight flavors in my ice-cream medley Seven is the number of sins so deadly Six strings sounded all day long Five fingers strumming but not as strong Four lines needed to make a verse Three lines would've just sounded worse Two things are needed to make a pair And one is left hanging in the airCounting Down
Nothing left...
by ~Psycho-Stress
AmaryllisNot that grim, not that dark A myriad of heavenly hues Footsteps beckon from the hall. Shall I accept? Shall I refuse?Amaryllis
Silken amber on one horizon, Darkness on the one behind A silver crescent rising fast A sight to those who are blind
What creature lurks beyond Just to see what lies after? Silence cries to be heard. Respite from all the laughter
"When was death this sweet?" The question upon a face Feel it as it draws you near Towards Winter's warm embrace
by ~Psycho-Stress
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My intentions are not to hurt you.
My intention is to convey the truth.
It's the truth that hurts.
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What a pitiful human you've become. - Psycho-Stress
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My intentions are not to hurt you.
My intention is to convey the truth.
It's the truth that hurts.
If you'd rather feel happy through lies,
What a pitiful human you've become. - Psycho-Stress
That wasn't there in the first version. The first version was just Kakashi = that other ninja guy. But I wanted to add something to include that guy's strange hair, so... X3
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