Poetry
My heart is now slumber,
My thoughts are a winter,
My head is a darkened cave.
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My eyes are the night,
The fire is quenched,
Nothing to see but shadows, sihouettes.
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We must go and find it,
This collective must fight for it;
To the journey, onward and fetch.
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Oh Feeble soul, don't you dismay,
We'll retrieve your passion again.
The love is there, we hear its cheer,
Once we get it, you'll rest, my friend.
Mierda y Miel
Slam my body onto the clouds
Let it soak up all my pain;
Turn that cloud upside down,
Have it pour out all my shame.
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All the land will feel me now,
The soil will know my name;
Humans, they will stand in awe
When they see how much they've gained.
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Mierda y Miel
Come into the dark...
And hold a light so bright.
Mierda y Miel
I looked down upon his crown
And saw my future cares,
It took to witch, nor a psychic
To tell me what was there.
From all his pics and his comments
I feared my day would come,
When, from my crown, all my hair
Would jump off in despair.
Mierda y Miel
I own this land I live in,
This land I call "The Creeps".
I told them to come live in,
Though I will never leave.
They moved in and were grinnin'
Til the sun went down to sleep,
Then they fled and left their linen
When they realized I'm deceased.
Mierda y Miel
Your black dress.
You're a mess.
There is no rest,
There is no rest.
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My black tie.
My dry cry.
I want to die,
I want to die.
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Saw you there,
On that chair.
After you died,
After you died.
Mierda y Miel