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Heil kids DSS still alive ;)

i just wanted to share this with you, hope you like them :D

 

For a princess:

 

...

I have no body and I feel no pain,

for I am no longer here again.

 

A farewell to my self,

a farewell to my flamme,

Sleeping beauty in the darkest abyss

restless beast in the wind.

 

Born to die

die to reborn

 

human? beast?

earth? wind?

 

what am i?

who am i?

 

I wish to be a doubtful kiss

of an ancient being,

i dont want to be trusted with lies.

 

Still you are there

you beautyful eyes glance at this corpse

 

How i wish to have my arms

i want to hold you

I miss my lips

i want to kiss you

 

how i wish to be a spring drop, to

make your flower grow, how i wish to be the wind to move

trought your hair, how i wish to awake on your arms to make

you breath the air

 

 

*/*/*

 

A black rose

 

Days had come, winters had gone,

and the winds had stopped their way.

 

Last night I was holding your petals,

this morning I am alone,

wondering and watching the skies.

 

Why? I cant speak anymore

I dont have any breath left in chest

 

Still, I have to tell you a lot

my past, my story, my legend

 

Sorrow? desception?

No my rose, dont be afraid,

I promised to take care of you,

I want to protect you.

 

I am inside, I bring you fantasy.

alas, I miss you, so much.

 

On all your fantasies, you always knew

that some day I could not beat the tides.

 

Still, my black rose, I miss you,

I remember the days when my fingertips were touching your black petals.

Wait for me, I shall resist the barriers,

Hear me, hear me, I promise you.

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His own prose? Apparently he's just going to post (poetry=verse, prose=everything else). ;)

 

Hope

The dragon once more asks its due,

Another moment for me to rue.

For just once give me cause to hope,

Just a chance, with that I’ll cope.

 

Grant me words from a Lover’s tongue,

An ancient ballad not yet sung,

Some words once writ by poets wise,

Just enough to meet her eyes.

 

Could her heart quicken its beat,

With the words I must repeat?

Could, for once, I dare to dream,

Could I rewrite this dreadful theme?

 

That I could find the proper line,

To meet her presence with finest wine.

That just one angel could take wing,

And to her heart, these praises sing.

 

Rough and humble, nothing royal,

Yet commanding my devotion loyal.

No gold, or jewels, or wealth have I

But words pulled out from darkest sky.

 

Why does this take so long to prove?

Could this pressure never move?

To find the words, the path to see,

And tell her what she means to me.

 

:shads2:

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*snaps fingers* Bravo gentlemen...Both of you are very talented. I dig the darkness of dss as well as the optimism of FB

 

Keep em comin...maybe i would put something on the board if i didn't feel so lazy right about now.

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Freedom or jail, clips inserted, a baby's bein born

Same time a man is murdered, the beginning and end

As far as rap goes, it's only natural, I explain

My plateau, and also, what defines my name

First it was Nasty, but times have changed

Ask me now, I'm the artist, but hardcore, my sign is for pain

I spent time in the game, kept my mind on fame

Saw fiends shoot up, and do lines of cocaine

Saw my close friends shot, flatline, am I sane?

That depends, carry Mac-10's to practice my aim

On rooftops, tape cd covers to trees

Line the barrel up with your weak picture then squeeze

Street scriptures for lost souls, in the crossroads

To the corner thugs hustlin for cars that cost dough

To the big dogs livin large, takin it light

Pushin big toys, gettin nice, enjoyin your life

is what you make it, suicide, few try to take it

Belt tied around they neck in jail cells naked

Heaven and hell, rap legend, presence is felt

And of course Z-O-O-M are the letters that spell . . .

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Dude, you definately ripped Nas' "Nas is Like"

 

Freedom or jail, clips inserted, a baby's bein born

Same time my man is murdered, the beginning and end

As far as rap go, it's only natural, I explain

My plateau, and also, what defines my name

First it was Nasty, but times have changed

Ask me now, I'm the artist, but hardcore, my science for pain

I spent time in the game, kept my mind on fame

Saw fiends shoot up, and do lines of cocaine

Saw my close friends shot, flatline am I sane?

That depends, carry Mac-10's to practice my aim

On rooftops, tape cd covers to trees

Line the barrel up with your weak picture then squeeze

Street scriptures for lost souls, in the crossroads

To the corner thugs hustlin for cars that cost dough

To the big dogs livin large, takin it light

Pushin big toys, gettin nice, enjoyin your life

is what you make it, suicide, few try to take it

Belt tied around they neck in jail cells naked

Heaven and hell, rap legend, presence is felt

And of course N - A - S are the letters that spell . . .

NAS, NAS

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