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LaconiaAn iron head opens the hull,Laconia by *LordLethonai
aimed at a gun and a badge.
A sailor meets it facing forward
standing alongside his lad.
A prisoner soon meets the second,
quiet in the brig, fast asleep.
Hoping to one day make it home,
killed by his own as he dreams.
Tell me, wherefore the Hellfire?
Wherefore the bloodshed that spills?
Tell me, where is the mercy,
and prudence that foreruns the kill?
So cry for the fallen and what has been done.
Lament what transpired and should have been.
Remember the pain as they're drifting away,
and the Laconia sinks to the dark.
A metal whale rises above,
alongside a cross and a heart,
aimed for the innoce
Rediscover LoveDo I believe, in my night's reprieve, in the total agony of love? The total agony in which kings and killers lose their souls; bled to death by Cupid's arrows, shot from an eye more true than that of Ra himself. Dare I call my heart to feel, when in feeling I am only forced to bleed?Rediscover Love by *LordLethonai
Nay, I say. Nay to that which, in feeling, feels more alike to agony; more akin to the suffering in which Satan's guests are forced to play. Nevermore am I to bleed. Nevermore to lose my love; lose my loving lost Lenore as Poe hath cried before me. And yet, is there not pleasure in this agony?
Is there pleasure in the agony that we call love? The agony which writhes the angel's wings unto ash in crimson fire. Did not Romeo bleed to feel the kin bleeding of that of his star-crossed Juliet, knowing in full that the prize wasn't his in birthright? Why, then? Wherefore?
Why do men and women fall to these winds? Why would one subject himself to such torture? Have not all who have felt love's cruel sting also fe
WeathermanI stop and stareWeatherman by *LordLethonai
at the powers that remain.
I'm just a weatherman
calling out the rain.
But I'm as silent
as the roses at your feet.
Defiant eyes
calling out defeat.
From what place
does the answer call?
Wherefore shadows
that puppeteer our fall?
How can one soul
make them see the signs?
The plastic crowds
all walking in their lines.
Are we all doomed
the metal flames of man?
Do we condemn those
doing what they can?
Is it fame, fortune,
or the game of thrones
that does drive
mad men unto their bones?
I stop and stare
at the landscapes that remain.
I'm just a weatherman
silent in the rain.
But I'm as pained
as the
DareI'll give my life to hide my face.Dare by *LordLethonai
I'll take another for my name.
I'll do all to lose the trace
and trail to my fame.
I'd walk the dark to hide a smile.
I'd shun the light for a shield.
I'd walk a hundren-thousand miles
before my wall would yield.
You can ask all you shall.
You can pick and pry all night.
You can whisper, cry and call
with all your might.
Yes I know I have the choice.
Yes I know that I can share.
Know that I would rather die
before I not choose Dare.
When Angels Fly AwayYou are my targets. Three red dots on my radar. Three spashes on the wall. So you should be. So you are.When Angels Fly Away by *LordLethonai
Their crimson rubies drip on down from the tips of their noses. The scent would be something like thin iron did my helmet not filter the air of Jericho VII. Vitals read nonexistent on my HUD. As I look down upon their forms, I wonder about who they might have been before they chose to walk this star-crossed path. The stout one on is built like a carpenter, but the callouses lie on the tips of his fingers, so maybe musician. Most likely guitar. The others look more toned. Their hands look like they bear years of dirt and other sorts of gri
Golden WindowsGolden windows show my pathGolden Windows by *LordLethonai
into planes of forests green.
Leash my sorrow, tame my wrath.
Leading me to worlds unseen.
Come now and
Come again
to this image of my friend.
Falling down,
I fall alone,
at this intensity
for Venus' tone.
Step to once and step again
into clouds of joy and then,
throw my form to hazel eyes.
My golden window lullabies.
Shine down once I open my heart,
feeling the warmth when her eyelids part.
Keep me close, I never will go,
I'll be right here until I am gone.
I can never stand away.
Love feeds my perpetual day.
You and I will live our way.
Forever here
and never gone.
Always love to break the
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back, but that was supposed to be your b-day gift 
I have no enough points
