

memoriesNaiye! i call out, i need your help, this curse of ours often felt. like silver to you, sunlight to me, oftem longing just to be free!memories
we walk alone, a path that only we can tread, long and straight paved with dead. we are so differant, yet so alike, back at the begining our wings were white.
cast from paradise, you walked out, and still they shout. we cannot live, nore can die, just you and me, humble Naiye!
shall we carry on with our masters plan? shall we leave? run as fast as we can? you with l


QuestionsSo many questions, And so much pain, All these answers I cant explain. You ask repeatedly, Time and again, Why my life is full of strain.Questions
You dont believe me, When I say, Ill be all right and walk away. You keep on asking, Its not fare on me, Please stop asking and set me free.
When you stop pushing, Begging to know, Just leave me be and let time go. The end will come, And you still wont understand, That for some reason its not what you planned.
So these are my words, So fragile and few, Remembering how


AftermathI stand on a hill,Aftermath
and look down,
at a dark, deserted town. Look at the buildings, dark and alone,
with an icy heart cold as stone!
I don't blink, from the knowledge of an incoming bomb, a single heartbeat and the town has gone! I hear screaming,
from the breathtaking blaze, stood in fear, still i gaze.
Then it hits me, i break down and cry, and ask why Innocent people must die? i lay on the floor, cold and alone, looking at a town of blazing stone!
i look to the west, and my heart gets colder, a han


LOVE ETURNALA requium of black despair sung at the death of day.LOVE ETURNAL
rings out into the cooling air,
as the world fades to grey.
and shadows creep to cloak the stone and earth from prying light.
our solitude,
we stand alone,
the children of the night,
and underneath the opiate kiss of hearts torn in the sway.
of bitterness,
i slit my wrists and softly slip away.
A kiss from the lips of power and flawed glory,
of opposing sex and magnitude,
the clocks roll back and the time subsides,
the blood runs reverse and prevents decay,
love of another pain of two, &n
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"It's not about what you know, it's about how you use it. A fool can know everything in the world and not do a thing with it. A genius knows when to use his knowledge for his own advantage"
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