Open Poetry #38 |
Rise To Honor |
Snowflake From Hell Senior Member
since 2003-07-10
Posts 777My own little Icey Oblivion |
Everything so clouded, Brain hacked and crowded. Falling so low into sleep, Satan wishes he was me in the deep. Rise to honor! Fight back just for you to pull me down again, Tear meat from the rind and laugh for sin. And I have a dream, Satan stands at full scream. Rise to honor! Everything ripped away, Mind lead astray. Still I hang onto a dream, While Satan passes hellish cream. Told to come to Honor, But where's the honor in lies? I HAVE A DREAM! HANG ONTO THIS DREAM! Rise to honor, And Satan wishes he was me... Hollow heroes seperate as they run...Shadows linger in your pain dead and done |
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Will Rhyme Member
since 2006-05-22
Posts 149 |
Cool! "Rise to honor!" And...why not? |
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Frank W. Torres Member
since 2006-06-10
Posts 133 |
Really nice flow. A smooth read. |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
Greatly enjoyed. |
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