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This end up poetry.
A little bit o poetry, it might be completed work it might not. I would like any feedback though. The (( )) at the end is my comments on it, if you couldnt tell.
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Death Justified


I dont


Futures Certainty
As I stare into infinity
somthings staring back at me
I try to figure out what I see
but all I see is me

Some say I'm crazy as I explore my inner mind
Go ahead and try it you'll be surprized at what you find
Just close you eyes and turn the key
To the secrets you keep in memory
Days of sunshine, days of rain
Endless pleasure, and forgotten pain

You'd love her forever until that day
Then 'I love you' was just somthing to say
Then you found an Angel from above
And now you know what they call love.

Now take my hand and I take yours
As I lead you through forbidden doors
For now we go the other way
The future, the next of what will be someday
You turn and ask what is to be
But only you can tell me what you see.

(( It takes into account everything you've done and forces you to use that when you look at the future. In essence mankind dosent always but should learn from mistakes. So turn the key and tell me what does your future hold?))


Memories
Flying pigs now reach the moon
eating sunshine out of a silver spoon
Single frog on a lily waits
only knows the childs image is bait
Now the ghosttrains rolling on a golden track
the passengers your friends now looking back
Monsters gone, but now their here
no exit in sight but you feel it near
Memory bubbles float past your head
as an old man wakes in a lonely bed

((Its about getting old, outliving your friends, Dreaming about them. The monster refers to waking up as the old man doesnt want to be alone anymore))


On a Summers Breeze


Wolfandpawn
I make the choices
I choose the lie
I ignore their voices
Will this save me when I die?

To be saved is in God to trust
With that how can you not believe
I push then I kill I must
But things are not as perceived.

On the outside a pawn
Being played on the game
Inside something else has spawned
Wolf by name.

The pawn will make choices
The wolf makes the lie
A howl drowns the voices
I will save you when you die.

Two different players yet one in the same
Because you cant be just a pawn and survive the game.


((This explains myself a little bit.))


Juland
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