“Infect me with your love and fill me with your poison”…

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You don’t know what you do to me…
You don’t know how this feels…

All these crazy feelings…
Please tell me this is real…

You leave my poor heart pounding…
My head just fucking spins…

I know that I’m not dreaming…
But not sure where we begin…

This attraction is so powerful…
Am so scared of where it’ll lead…

There will be recriminations…
If these actions do succeed…

Do you realise what you started…
Have you any idea what you’ve done…

This sinful world is not my place…
I miss the warmth of the Sun…

There is danger all around us…
In everything we say or do…

Are you really risking everything…
Or are you taking me for a fool…

Your eyes don’t betray your feelings…
Your mouth won’t give you away…

I misinterpret what you say to me…
Is this just a game you play…

I need to know the answer…
There is so much at stake…

Yet I’m gambling everything…
Knowing it will end in sheer heartbreak…

Maybe I need to see a doctor…
Or at least get some therapy…

I need a way to forget your face…
And end this insane fantasy…

But how do I escape you…
Or wipe you from my memory…

I’m trying hard to forget the truth…
And focus on day to day reality…

You don’t know what you do to me…
Please tell me you feel the same…

All these fucked up feelings…
My soul burns with your name…

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“I’m going down in a blaze of glory”…

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Hands tied and bound…

Tight behind his back…

He never saw it coming…

Such a stealthy attack…

They came out of nowhere…

Taking him by surprise…

Now they simply stand there…

Accusing him of lies…

He’s tied on to a post…

Built upon branches from trees…

And the scent filling his nose…

Is petroleum on the breeze…

Coming under interrogation…

In this kangaroo court…

There is no judge or jury…

There’ll be no afterthought…

Each refusal to answer…

Brings the ending nearer…

He’s trying to be strong…

Yet inside he’s full of fear…

As the baying pack mentality…

Want his blood to be spilled…

And a swift conclusion…

That will see him killed…

Sending out a message…

To their perceived enemies…

That they are in charge…

In order that nobody sees…

Any chink of weakness…

Within their armoury…

Because swift retribution…

Is what this will be…

But he stands strong…

In the face of their hatred…

Knowing that his life…

Will soon be terminated…

And his soul will ascend…

Wearing a fallen heroes crown…

As the strike of just one match…

Begins the final countdown…

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amazing art by http://severeene.deviantart.com/art/Burnt-at-the-stake-28763854

“Holding on to nothing sacred”…

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The pain and the suffering…
In the valley of the lost…
All those missing people…
Who didn’t realise the cost…
The price that they paid…
For their sinful actions…
And totally underestimating…
The Gods reactions…

To what they had witnessed…
The performance in view…
It should never have been…
Now it’s too late to undo…
After what had taken place…
The calm following the storm…
Now the only ones left…
Are the broken and the torn…

Who managed to avoid…
The hole that was created…
Where others fell so deeply…
Thinking it was fated…
Feasting on the toxic…
Infecting souls and hearts…
That once were so pure…
But poisoned by evil’s darts…

Where did they go wrong…
When did it turn to hate…
Breaking away from the path…
No longer bound by fate…
Rebelling against the world…
Rising up against those Gods…
The twisted puppet masters…
Who rule with cast iron rods…

Quietly watching it all…
And showing their displeasure…
Compounding the lost with misery…
And hiding life’s little treasures…
Whilst feasting on the confusion…
And continually setting traps…
Always looking for an opportunity…
Never allowing them time to relax…

As they gaze upon them…
Looking down from great heights…
Never forgiving their actions…
Haunting their days and nights…
This is the pain and suffering…
Of the damned and of the lost…
Who simply didn’t listen…
And are now counting the cost…

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Art by Sabin Boykinov

“Everybody here seems to be sleepwalking”…

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Sat in the half light,
surveying the city…

Invisible to all,
yet searching for pity…

For someone to notice,
or give me a sign…

That I exist and
that I am “FINE”

As I look around,
watching damaged souls…

All bitter and twisted,
all growing old…

Eyes looking down,
shoulders hunched…

As the fists of life,
have repeatedly punched…

Each individual,
square on the chin…

Extracting the fun,
removing the grin…

That once appeared,
upon their faces…

Before the Devil,
tied up their laces…

Playing his tricks,
weakening each mind…

Opened up to suggestion,
distractions to find…

And tarnishing them,
beyond all repair…

Leaving hearts and souls,
in deep dark despair…

Sleepwalking an Earth,
that’s constantly revolving…

Never looking up and
never ever evolving…

As each day passes,
edging closer to death…

Our final moments and
our final breath…

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Amazing photo by http://suemcgilveray.blogspot.co.uk/2013/11/london-millenium-bridge-monochrome.html

“My wish is for you, an end to your sorrow”…

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A beautiful tribute…
To such a terrible day…
When it all fell apart…
In the most dramatic way…
The actions of others…
Cost such a high price…
Did they ever think about it…
Or even blink twice…
About their mission…
Of suicide and murder…
Leaving the world stunned…
As the city screamed, we heard her…
Watching as it unfolded…
Hearts and minds confused…
Was this really happening…
This heart breaking news…
Reality was ripped apart…
Seeing terror on their faces…
And the gravity sunk in…
As a cloud of dust replaces…
The double tower skyline…
And a city under fire…
Where heroes were forged…
Out of pride and of desire…
To help the stranded victims…
Those poor innocent souls…
Wrong place, wrong time…
Creating lasting holes…
In families and communities…
Wounds that will never heal…
The collateral damage…
Of the perpetrator’s deal…
We will never forget them…
But as time moves on…
The city started to rebuild…
Showing terrorism is wrong…
Whilst remembering their lost…
Honouring those who died…
Each individual that was taken…
With such poignant pride…

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“High Ball Stepper”…

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He’s the High Ball Stepper
In love with Sgt. Pepper…
Going through life, his own way…
His head is hurting every single day…

Bloody, bruised and feeling battered…
And mentally tired, just fucking shattered…
Lost within his own insanity…
Looking for some sanctuary…

Searching for something or someone to believe…
The people he meets, try to deceive…
Each of their lies, he naively swallows…
Prepared to trust them and to follow…
Paraphrasing every word they say…
Enchanted by their magical ways…
Rewarding them, as he begins to obey…

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Challenge set by @Elaine_Ewertz on twitter

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“Infect me with your love and fill me with your poison”…

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You don’t know what you do to me…

You don’t know how this feels…

All these crazy feelings…

Please tell me this is real…

You leave my poor heart pounding…

My head just fucking spins…

I know that I’m not dreaming…

But not sure where we begin…

This attraction is so powerful…

Am so scared of where it’ll lead…

There will be recriminations…

If these actions do succeed…

Do you realise what you started…

Have you any idea what you’ve done…

This sinful world is not my place…

I miss the warmth of the Sun…

There is danger all around us…

In everything we say or do…

Are you really risking everything…

Or are you taking me for a fool…

Your eyes never betray your feelings…

Your mouth doesn’t give you away…

I misread everything you say to me…

Is this just a game you play…

I need to know the answer…

There is just so much at stake…

Yet I’m prepared to gamble everything…

Even if it ends in sheer heartbreak…

Maybe I need to see a doctor…

Or at least get some therapy…

I need a way to forget your face…

And end this insane fantasy…

But how do I escape you…

Or erase the bitter sweet memory…

Am trying so hard to forget the truth…

And focus on day to day reality…

You don’t know what you do to me…

Please tell me you feel the same…

All these fucked up feelings…

My soul’s branded with your name…

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