Today or Yesterday, to Drunk to Tell.
Strange,
I hear raindrops on the window pain,
Yet skies are clear,
Throuh the smokecloud of my cigar,
Throuh the everclear.
I am here,
Yet elsewhere,
Same place,
Different time.
Reality Collides with memory,
How is this so different?
Another stranger lay in my bed,
Let it be done let it be through,
Let us drink away the world of now,
Replace it then
with a world of yesterday.
I need to escape, get away from all this fighting,
There is rain on my window, boom of thunder, crack of lightning,
You're here now, I see your car, your usual place,
My parents are still yelling, they think me a disgrace,
I could get out any time, but I'd rather make you wait,
I can't help but sit here thinking you caused all this hate,
I thought that they loved me, I thought they'd understand,
And I can't help wishing that you'd take me by the hand,
Even through my door I still hear every sound,
And even out my window the rain is coming down,
So in the dark I sneak off, away into the night,
How can something be so wrong and allwa
Skeletons Might As Well Dance. by catz16, literature
Literature
Skeletons Might As Well Dance.
Ever dance with the devil in the pale moonlight,
I have i dirty danced with fire at my heals,
As the skeletons of my closset did the tango,
My demonic dance partner keeping me on my toes,
While cheshire cats grin their lumonous smiles,
I spin out the tables turn now i lead,
The devil can't keep up i move so smoothly,
This angel plays dirty, i bring the devil down,
On his knees, i make him beg for it, for me,
Sweet lovely fallen lightbarer, be patient,
My skeletons are dancing for you,
Your waiting is well worth your prize,
You want me, show me, fight for me,
My soul does not come cheap,
In this head my thoughts are deep,
Do you
i lay crying as crimson tears fall from my wrist,
i sit alone as surpressed resentment is my only company,
my thoughts turning to my pointless existence,
spending my hours helping others,
in my pethetic atempt to bring meaning to my nothing,
jelousy bites at me as i watch my friend,
they live their meaningful lives while i stand and watch,
but why? where does it all leed? we all know the answer,
so why do we wait? wait to see whats at thee end,
hop a cab to the end of our bloodstained yellowbrick road,
because, thats no wizard in the black robe,
ready for it? to follow your skeletal friend into the abyss,
the forever night we long
Marvel Warriors
Prolog
Germany 1942
Is the specimen ready? yes, doctor. Proceed with phase one.
The voices never stopped, the noise echoed through the tranquilizers, sedatives, even his own healing powers. Sage cringed with every Hail Hitler spoken in this madmans playroom. This hell deep within the Earth where the screams and the sobbing never cease and the doctor conducts his twisted experiments, his lunatics science, to his black hearts psychotic content.
I will die before I help the Fuhrer. Even in his mind the words seemed hallow. He wanted to live.
Careful, a vo
I need to escape, get away from all this fighting,
There is rain on my window, boom of thunder, crack of lightning,
You're here now, I see your car, your usual place,
My parents are still yelling, they think me a disgrace,
I could get out any time, but I'd rather make you wait,
I can't help but sit here thinking you caused all this hate,
I thought that they loved me, I thought they'd understand,
And I can't help wishing that you'd take me by the hand,
Even through my door I still hear every sound,
And even out my window the rain is coming down,
So in the dark I sneak off, away into the night,
How can something be so wrong and allwa
Skeletons Might As Well Dance. by catz16, literature
Literature
Skeletons Might As Well Dance.
Ever dance with the devil in the pale moonlight,
I have i dirty danced with fire at my heals,
As the skeletons of my closset did the tango,
My demonic dance partner keeping me on my toes,
While cheshire cats grin their lumonous smiles,
I spin out the tables turn now i lead,
The devil can't keep up i move so smoothly,
This angel plays dirty, i bring the devil down,
On his knees, i make him beg for it, for me,
Sweet lovely fallen lightbarer, be patient,
My skeletons are dancing for you,
Your waiting is well worth your prize,
You want me, show me, fight for me,
My soul does not come cheap,
In this head my thoughts are deep,
Do you
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