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It's like a short collection of poems written this month. I would not like to add more because I've got to resume to some incomplete prose and revision of poems.
That's about it for a while.
Hail.


Still is the WindA dreadful wind came seeking me, On a night of June while I was asleep. She embraced my soul and allowed me to see, The darkest fears in my minds I keep.Still is the Wind
I shook and shivered, closed my eyes, Tried to run and held on to the lies; But she roared in rage and shoved me ashore From where I saw the sea of yore.
The waves spelled names from heaven and hell, Of love and hate, of wilting friends, Of nights I spent and relationships I help bend And of times I thought my life ends.
I cried, I wept, told her I regret Yet she held onto me until I accept &nb


Silent MessageA strange note rests whither a corpse lay In a pool of blood, dark and red. A murky light hung in its eyes of bygone and lost gray.Silent Message
None knew this man who hath been dead Or murdered by some foul play. Morning was nigh but the gloomy clouds kept it at bay.
Silent message of dread was spread on that winter day Of a note he wrote fore he was dead. And as the darkness returned, his corpse began to decay.
I saw Him cloaked in death and terror riding on his stead Such a specter of grief and dismay. The faces froze that read this note as d


Apollo ILong ago, all was swathed in darkness. It was a vast expanse: colourless, empty and silent. There was no Earth, no Heaven; as above, 'twas below. Nobody knew of the feeling of wind, the smell of a forest or the feeling of sun on one's back. The sound of wind sweeping gently across the land was alien. Of course, this was just as well: no life brought comfort to the lonely dark, all was void of sentience, of thought, of physical body or mental presence. No being watched over the darkness, no omnipotence or all-knowing one. There was no mother, no father, no king or queen. There was only darkness. Then, from the darkness, came light. The great lApollo I


Live Your LifeAnother one bit the dust Another king lost his crown Humpty fell from atop his perch And the walls came tumbling downLive Your Life
But the humble thing in falling When you've fallen on broken ground Is showing the steps you've swept aside For the humble folk you've found
So here I am with a guiding hand And here I am to stay Through the laughs, the tears, the romance We're living for today
Live your live, rebel and dream Live for the heart you've known And if you fall from atop your perch I'll always lead Humpty home
Winter Church
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Proud Ásatrúar
[Children of Bodom Hatecrew Toronto]
"My God has a hammer. Your God was nailed to a cross. Any questions?"
"With a nothern heart, I will fight until the day i die." -Beyond The Northern Waves, Immortal
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Proud Ásatrúar
[Children of Bodom Hatecrew Toronto]
"My God has a hammer. Your God was nailed to a cross. Any questions?"
"With a nothern heart, I will fight until the day i die." -Beyond The Northern Waves, Immortal
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Proud Ásatrúar
[Children of Bodom Hatecrew Toronto]
"My God has a hammer. Your God was nailed to a cross. Any questions?"
"With a nothern heart, I will fight until the day i die." -Beyond The Northern Waves, Immortal
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Click here to read May
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Proud Ásatrúar
[Children of Bodom Hatecrew Toronto]
"My God has a hammer. Your God was nailed to a cross. Any questions?"
"With a nothern heart, I will fight until the day i die." -Beyond The Northern Waves, Immortal
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