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The face i put on.I put on a fake smile for you to see,
Because I hide what is bothering me.
I would like to tell you,
But I know what you will most likely do.

I will say what troubles me,
And explain to thee.
'is that it?` you will say,
In reply to my dismay.

That is why I stay,
Beyond the fray.
So you cannot cause such pain,
And so I can stay sane.

And you wonder why,
I hide from your eye.
For when I am here,
I have no fear.

If I could tell,
Then it would snow in hell.
Sadly my hell,
Is that I cannot tell.

What are friends for?Don't stop,
Never give in.
Keep going im right behind you,
And I will always be there.
In your time of sadness,
I will give happiness.
If you are in distress,
I will aide you in any way i can.
When you feel alone,
I will provide friendship.
If you are tired an weary,
I will make sure you rest soundly.
After all,
What are friends for?

This war.This war has gone on long enough,
And it shall soon be over.
I can see the light of day once more,
Never have I seen such beauty.
It is a sign of the end,
The end we were all waiting for.
As I sit by my friends,
No, my family.
In their eyes they are not as happy.
Even though we won,
We lost too many.
I can still hear the cries,
Haunting my mind.
The threat of death everywhere,
It will never leave.
But today we rest,
Though few truly will.
Tomorrow we will live,
For those who were not able too.
And as for yesterday,
It will never be forgotten.
The fallen shall forever and always,
Be in our hearts, in our memories.

The evil insideDid you know I fooled you?
I didn't want to,
But you insisted you get close.
And when you got too close,
You saw the evil inside me.
Overflowing with hate,
And Filled with dark intentions.
I can hurt you,
I really can.
But I choose not to.
I don't know why I don't,
Is it because you are different?
No that's not it,
You are like everyone else.
Is it because I like you?
No that isn't it either,
Because I hate you.
It`s because you don't hate me back,
Why is that?
Do you like being betrayed?
Fooled?
Hurt?
No,
It isn't.
It`s because you wanted to see the good inside,
But you won`t find any.
Because i know what i am,
And

What is love?What is love?
Love is a life time,
Spending all your life with one person.
Love is occasional,
For it does not happen often.
Love is virtuous,
It makes people better.
Love is eternal,
It does not die, it lives on.

An EscortCome with me my friend,
I can show you how it begins,
I can show you how it ends.
I can show you anything you want,
But I warn you friend,
Some things may haunt.
I wish not to scare you,
Just merely be a guide,
To show you what you do.
The results of your actions,
To the people around you,
I want to show you their reactions.
For I believe you must know,
That to one person,
You dealt the final blow.
I am not trying to blame,
But the actions you see are you,
And only you can lay claim.
Now that you have seen,
The actions you have done,
I ask what made you so mean?

Test ChamberMy life is like a test chamber,
At first glace you might predict what will happen.
But until you step in, you won`t know how wrong you are.
Things may surprise you,such as things you do not know about me.
Others will confuse you, like how I would react to your actions towards me.
And some things might frighten you, like things you never wish to know about me.
There could be a voice to guide you, but it will just say what you see.
When you realize it, you will be left standing in the middle of a room
-that which is my life-
Unable to move, paralyzed in a mix of awe, horror, confusion,
and regret ever stepping foot into the test cham

The Fat Hat CatThere once was a cat,
That lied on a mat,
Soon it grew fat,
So someone mistook it for a hat,
And when the cat,
That grew fat,
Was mistaken for a hat,
Saw a rat,
It struck it with a bat,
So now the cat,
That grew fat,
And was mistaken for a hat,
Hit the rat,
With the bat,
It lied once more on the mat.

Fortune DaysA crowd of people stop and turn towards a growing noise. Coming over the hill there is a group of people dressed in black with white featureless masks playing the drums.
Walking down the road they do not do anything besides walk and play. Some people stop and stare in awe while others hurry their children away. As the drummers reach an intersection they are met with other drummers all wearing the same mask and black clothes. Growing larger and larger until they become a small army. All perfectly in sync with one another. All heading in the same direction, the capital. Now the sound of the drums matches that of thunder, echoing off the sky sc

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The face i put on.I put on a fake smile for you to see,
Because I hide what is bothering me.
I would like to tell you,
But I know what you will most likely do.

I will say what troubles me,
And explain to thee.
'is that it?` you will say,
In reply to my dismay.

That is why I stay,
Beyond the fray.
So you cannot cause such pain,
And so I can stay sane.

And you wonder why,
I hide from your eye.
For when I am here,
I have no fear.

If I could tell,
Then it would snow in hell.
Sadly my hell,
Is that I cannot tell.

Guilt is a predator.Guilt is a predator,
And I am its prey.
No matter where I go,
It will find me.

I cannot escape it,
I cannot elude it.
I cannot hide from it,
I cannot stop it.

That which was done in cold blood,
It cannot be forgiven.
I killed you without hesitation,
Not physically but emotionally.

Like an executioner`s blade,
I ended your love.
I did not regret it,
I still don't.

But I could have done it differently,
I could have done it better.
I know you won`t listen,
But I`m sorry.

I`m sorry,
Can you forgive me?
No,
Of course you can`t.

The evil insideDid you know I fooled you?
I didn't want to,
But you insisted you get close.
And when you got too close,
You saw the evil inside me.
Overflowing with hate,
And Filled with dark intentions.
I can hurt you,
I really can.
But I choose not to.
I don't know why I don't,
Is it because you are different?
No that's not it,
You are like everyone else.
Is it because I like you?
No that isn't it either,
Because I hate you.
It`s because you don't hate me back,
Why is that?
Do you like being betrayed?
Fooled?
Hurt?
No,
It isn't.
It`s because you wanted to see the good inside,
But you won`t find any.
Because i know what i am,
And

These heavenly sounds.I sit alone in my chair,
The people next to me are drowned out,
The music brining me to my own world.
The stings resonating like an angelic voice,
The choir singing in perfect harmony.
The pianist playing his heart out,
Playing like it is his last show.
Symbols clashing like lighting in the night sky,
Then comes the wind instruments,
Like a flock of beautiful song birds.
Bewildered by this wonder I am hearing,
All this sound assaulting my ears.
Suddenly it ends in a glorious crescendo,
Never has it been more silent in my life.
The conductor takes the stage,
As he bows the rest of the orchestra follows suit.
Thunderous applaus

NostalgiaWalking through a barren field,
I can see it clear as day.
How we all fought for the same thing,
For everything to be back to what it was.
We all wish for it to be so,
Yet it will never be again.
As we mend our broken bodies and our broken hearts,
We can only remember how things used to be.

What are friends for?Don't stop,
Never give in.
Keep going im right behind you,
And I will always be there.
In your time of sadness,
I will give happiness.
If you are in distress,
I will aide you in any way i can.
When you feel alone,
I will provide friendship.
If you are tired an weary,
I will make sure you rest soundly.
After all,
What are friends for?

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Shadows are screams of whispered secrets

by ~E404Corruption, May 15, 2012, 2:26:27 PM
Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

Shadows are screams of whispered secrets.
They do not make a sound,
Yet they speak volumes.
They can tell you anything,
You just have to listen close enough.
If you do not however,
Then secrets will remain secret,
And no one will ever know.

Shadows are screams of whispered secretsby ~E404Corruption

Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

I came up with the first line when screwing around with word magnets, after a few months i remembered it and thought i should make more to it.

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~PerfectZer0 Jan 29, 2013 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

*whispered.

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~E404Corruption Jan 30, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

holy fuck. how did i, or anyone else, not catch that?

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~S356INVADER Aug 26, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

That is epic bro, nice work.

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~E404Corruption Aug 26, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

thank you kindly good sir

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~tarzanwillrise Aug 19, 2012 Student General Artist

speechless...nice work

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~E404Corruption Aug 20, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

aww thank you

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~WildflowerIceClan28 Jul 23, 2012

That's... so... COOL!!!

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~E404Corruption Jul 23, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Thank you very much

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~Nonoca-1 Jun 27, 2012 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

Wow...This is beautiful.

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