My angel...

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Its time for me to leave....
in the faint light of the flickering candle ...
I see her...with broken wings....
with promise in her eyes..
as she waits for me....
I hurry to write my last words...
She came to take me away...
to carry me from darkness to light...
But here i must end...
for her wings are broken...and
I am too full with sins..
for here shall I lurk till eternity...
till I redeem myself.

My emancipation...My angel sat beside and wept...
Her cold touch gave me calmness....
If that is what is wanted...so be it...
I shall change this darkness into light...
and then i shall have my freedom....
and I'll deliver my angel from darkness to light....
and beyond...


With my lost reason for freedom.
And I shall live...in this darkness and light..
Forever.

Absent Youth

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"Influenced by "Working Class Hero-Lennon" and "Another Brick in the wall-Pink Floyd"

No matter what you do..
You’ll still be a slave...
They’ll wound you everywhere..
And they’ll teach you to behave.

21 years of life..
Seems gone down the drain...
If you raise your voice against..
They’ll wash down your brain.

The pictures we’ve drawn...
We wanted to paint them bright...
They made us erase everything,
And made it black and white.

They stole our imagination..
And filled our head with trash.
And if we want to break free,
They’ll make our spirits crash.

They try to control us all,
Like puppets in their hand.
They’ll make us laugh and cry,
Might as well, throw us in quicksand.

Its not ‘our’ life..that we live,
Its a schedule, made by them..
And if we don’t follow it proper...
We are the evil ones to be blamed.

And after I’ve written this...
Mr. A is not so kind.
He always write stupid things,
He’s the one .. “Out of mind”!!!!