Write to this:October

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Wonder if opus is going to take this one again.

True Oblivion
Written By,Opus.

Crimson red tears
A gash in the sky
It cries.
Black haze
Sweeps across
Killing the colored world.
Slowly descending
IntoThe doomed vortex.
Painless, numb
Gone is the hurt
Which plagued me.
Inky black wings
Stretch high
Bloodied sword in hand.
No more suffering
No more pain
Just death.
Traveling down towards
The flaming gate
Bound by chains.
Better than life
For wasn't that life?
It was a living hell.
Swinging open
Welcoming me
I caused this.

Breakdown
By Jonathon

Orbs float around my;
manican like figure.
Scattered images
manage my brain -
fending the abstract,
off into space.
In this twisted metal hell,
I stay, in this -
forcefield like cell...
Muscles eager to speak,
but refuse to move.
Modern lashes blink
from the concrete -
personification's friend,
the walls do have eyes.
Ignorance pales in;
the comparison,
to the new beginning,
of the ending -
of the larger than life;
b r e a k d o w n

Cometh the ending
by Reggie aka rosu

We care not about the Earth man once said
For the world is crumbling around him
And nothing now is heard but the shriek of mans dread
A crack appears in the backbone of mother nature
Thousands of years we have done nothing but hurt her
Corrupt her and take her for granted, ignoring her nurture
She can take no more, she weeps as she falls
Rain drops and thunder roars
Wind flys and Lightning claws
Smashing, burning, snapping, crunching, ending.

Heroes
When the end is near heroes rise from darkest depths
Those not chose but fighters, fighting until the death
They wield the shield of light
Protecting those frozen from the thought
As fear grips those not open to possibly being caught
Caught in the angry eye that lie inside the parted storm
Catching glimpses of destruction noticeably being torn
Annihilating the sinful like separating a rose from it's thorn
Remembering it was here the home that they were born
Do they stop the rebellion
Leaving devastation to leave its wake
Or do they use their heart of heart's
Casting aside the honest mistake
The heroes will always stand tall
Even alone if they must
It is not the inevitable but the possible that they trust
If it were left down to the frozen
Life as we know it would evaporate
Through the turbulence would just be dust
In history it wouldnt have a date

Casito.

When Gravity Never Mattered



the spindle on the spinning wheel turns backward
a mass of eyes watch from behind...
walls rest their backs on our backs for once
they lean on us for help...
"please rebuild, gravity is stealing our bricks!"
stripped into nothingness. a deterioration nation
prouduced by tragedy and hand made by drama.
the consistencies equivilent to inconsistencies
falling up becomes possible -
gravity's actions become the opposite,
a cataclysmic metropolis.
the walls try to save their own leaning posts...
by sticking cables out to hold the chairs.
"please, oh please... hold us in the air!"
we're objects... they're beings
we're walls... they're gripping hands -
slipping slowly into the sadness of a bland,
almost forced, suicidal decision.
we the people, let go of what we were saving
leaving a wall as battered as our country
and making it so gravity... never mattered.

As walls descend, memories fall like war time wounded men
The world is nothing but a body, we're all parts within
Eyes the sky, grounds the waist, shit beneath it. drop the fly
You've got the lakes, rains the tears, his names disguised
As god, him they fear, you die when he forgets you live
Read that again cause i know you misunderstood my phrase
Bad memories in a graveyard inside a coffin phases lays
So when walls decsend, its him dropping a place from thoughts
So when you die, its all because you were just a thought...
that he forgot.

Father's Word
By White-Winter

My daddy said, separating was a sin,
Then it happened to him,
The bridge of love had split,
My heart was lost like a spirit,
Touch was cold as thin ice,
Breaking by a drop of rice,
Direction for whom to follow changed,
Leading me to be deranged,
Clouds rushing, building up fear
Waiting for that sunny day to appear...

A massive abstract Illusion
defying gravity with spider-man
Silver surfer came to pummel our Planet
He interrupted what i was writing, Damn
I grabbed a brick or two then those bitches flew
Shit, this is what i get for skipping school
Grabbing at chairs and telephone wires
Looked up and i was being sucked into a ball of Fire
going up and up...higher.......SKYWARD
THE SKY WAS A MONET SKY
fuck a gauguin foreground lord if your spirit dissolved
Please step forth now We closer to the fire my friend
Sweat continously POURS OUTT!!!!
SO MANY POSSIBLITIES
Maybe we're being pulled up into God's bosom
maybe he never forgot about these sinners and hoodlums...good Luck
If i cloud i would run cause the light was so warm and blinding
And if no one else looks for Him i promise I'll find him
myriads of angels descended and played lyres
with deep esoteric lyrics their voices pulled me out the Fire
What looked like a black hole was now an inviting firmament
The only worry i have is that this home isn't Permanent.......