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The Passion of Bartleby

The sweet, sickly smell of formaldehyde filled the biology
laboratory of the small college campus. It was the first day
of dissection and three old plastic buckets were sitting in
the middle of the room. Their content was the source of the
acrid stench.

MuseCage

A muse with no song, like a bodiless soul
It may drift through the darkness, just yearning a goal.
Floating from hither to yon as it may,
Leaving behind but complete disarray.

A Tale of a Rotting-Knight

From a land so sick of hatred and of selfish careless
pride,
I was raised a lonely orphan when my parents gone and died.
Then a knight, a man of honor, took and raised me to the
light,
Trained and taught me all I need to know to stand-alone and
fight.

A darker path

Why should I grief for scenes of sin that haunt me through
the night?
When all they do is help me through the urge to stop the
fight
My loyalty is true but for how long I could not say
For staying true is hardest when you're keeping me away.

Hidden God

To him, the pain of others is delightful and intense
He gathers knives and weaponry to use in any chance
Even if it means to cut himself... just to use the dagger
from the shelf...

Magnificent Black

בלדה

He dreamt... he was dreaming, he knew without lies,
He was hovering softly, and closing his eyes.
The clouds soft and cold, rubbing next to his skin,
On his back, a scaled set of huge ivory wings.

Nightmare

My eyelids hurt, my muscles sting
My sanity at stake
And suddenly the visions start
I failed to stay awake

The Labyrinth

To succumb to this demon who nurtures my rage,
This archaic construction I put in a cage?
I'm Theseus! I sneak through my mind in the fog, in a
labyrinth, sniffing my way like a dog.

The Voice of Reason

Let me be your voice of reason, let me be your eyes
Let me be your educator, let me break the lies
Have trust in me, you cannot lose, I won't bring your
demise
I'll suffocate your point of view; can you hear the
brainless cries?