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Till We Have Faces

Face… Me… Brute Shadow of mine. How selfish was I before I knew of the light. Sightless eyes, blurry dusk, gloomy twilight, whatever excuse I could have avoided that… Mirror, oh mirror, why can I not know or see my own identity, reflection? Just a dream this firefly... Whatever I written, truly grasping at, on my own soul is the skewed, flaw replication of the true design. Twisted trees of barbed spears have grown out of my own heart, seeking to pierce any other fool that got too close. These grim roses festering spreading prideful men. Seeking my own kingdom, a mere shadow realm that I could call my own. devour any other like a wild wolf. So I could reign for eternity in squalor and weep salt, wearing the crown of thorns. What a broken throne. Yet, this light, this might, which had frighten me. Revealed itself, planted a seed, poured out grace. He set me free. Then I became fully known by Him and that shadow in my soul blossomed gold. Truth like a waterfall fell over my heart

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Mad men and Good men

Pray, you be prey for a mad man, a bad man, a man with no moral constipulations or passionate hatred for your life. For a mad man may slice, dice and play with your heart as it twines, yet your life still be your own alive. He might play with your sanity, twirl around in your mind with his knife, might even make you beg for your life. Still that gives you a chance to survive. Because a mad man, a bad man, an evil man well he just likes power and pride. He dances and prances, watching you squrim as he talk and gloat, leaving no thought to actual consequences to the time. This is but just another cigar, murder. He holds no qualms with jug

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Till We Have Faces by Sithwolf-07, literature

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Till We Have Faces

The Devil I once knew by Sithwolf-07, literature

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The Devil I once knew

I felt the wings, I felt the wings, I felt the wings of the devil! I felt the cuts, I felt the cuts, I felt my knife cutting off my wings from the devil! There is something on my shoulder, A whisper in the dark. I hear the devil on my shoulder, and he's whispering rebellious thoughts. I struggle to fly, to fly away, to fly away from a bleeding heart. Playing piano with my own thoughts, music from my soul through the desolate dusky fog. A melodic tune shivers down my spine, riveting my fingertips to the keys of the board. I cannot stand the grevious strain on my knuckles, yet I abide by a symphony of a solemn tune. I hear the devil cry

Mad men and Good men by Sithwolf-07, literature

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Mad men and Good men

Wings unfurled by Sithwolf-07, literature

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Wings unfurled

Let live and let die. Keep me still but not alive. I find no warmth in the little lies. Forsake the tower and let me see the sky. I cannot stay constrained by casual pain. Wings unfurled, the sky awaits. I soar closer to my home near Heaven's gates. Closer I go, soul heavier than before. Fall I must to ensure that sin never goes beyond Heaven's front door. Vanity, Lust and Ambitious Pride I cannot control. The Lord shakes me at my very core. Let me know o' Lord. How to move forward in this light that you set forth. I am lamed and nearly insane and was practically slain by my own intense hatred of myself in the eyes of the blind. W

Hey Ole Soldier by Sithwolf-07, literature

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Hey Ole Soldier

Hey Ole Soldier Where have you been? I've been to Vietnam I've been to Korea I've been to Normandy I've been to San Juan Hill I've been to Lexington I've been to Bunker Hill Fighting for Liberty Dying for Freedom Hey Ole Soldier What have you done? Fighting for Liberty Dying for Freedom Hey Ole Soldier Have you sinned? For my country For a price Hey Ole Soldier What have you lost? I lost my brothers I lost my life Here I am a free man My country's strength A soldier's place Fighting the enemy Seeking out victory Dying in battle Here I am As a free man A soldier I know The price I knew Fighting for Liberty Dying for Freedom

Be kind by Sithwolf-07, literature

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Be kind

Be kind, not to be right. Be kind, not because the action is easy. Be kind, be love, be grace and be like the light. I have been tempted and I have been betrayed. I've hurt, whipped and destroyed relationships and lives before my time. I helped spread the disease of sin to my fellow man. Now I regret, left with hollow men. Troubled hearts and thorny arms, We can't help but be afraid. To wish we had more time, more chances to make a change. Yet my love here we are again, a cycle of hatred and pain. Evil shall never be fulfilling nor fulfilled. Darkness only last when there is no light to fill the gap. Hatred and sorrow shall persever

Across the River by Sithwolf-07, literature

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Across the River

Let us cross over the river, and rest under the shade of the trees. Let us take joy in the fruits we have grown, and sleep underneath the sun’s light. Through filtered shade and mossy green, let the old men rest till twilight gloom. When the firefly’s began to burn and they dance in flight. We shall still lay down in the peaceful night, allow our hearts to rest. For my soul weeps still for those who lay awake at night, still dead. Let no more thoughts ponder or alarm, allow no broken hearts in this land. For we all lay down now peacefully at rest. Our time has been spent, our duties done. The harvest has been reaped, a

Natural Love and Contentment by Sithwolf-07, literature

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Natural Love and Contentment

She captured something I never imagined I had before. Not my heart because it leaves too fast. Not my mind because it thinks too much but no. She captured a piece, a fragment, a part of my soul. Not out of torment or choice or whim, yet it seems to be by mere accident. For something like this to occur in such a broken place, it's hard to imagine. For it was not self-made or manufactured by mere hands alone. It seem to me that it grew, if not naturally yet haphazardly. For it started off small, inconsistent and fragile. Something I knew not to touch or reap or poke. I wonder at it curiously. I dare not experiment. I merely left it

Rose by Sithwolf-07, literature

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Rose

In the beginning, there was a rose. A rose of undeniable color and glow. A rose that was so beautiful that even a crow can appreciate its grace through its insightful gaze. Crimson red yet with thorny touch. Be careful as such a flower demands reverence and undeniable consideration. Dignity that esteems yet flourishes humbly. Love is given alongside such bloom. Petals however fall from lustful doom. Thorns pierce the brusque hand. Fear not lest you built your relation on a foundation of sand. For love is like a Rose of Sharon. Splendid and beautiful From common crop and bountiful fields To a single seed of arcane delight. So thi

A lone veteran at his post by Sithwolf-07, literature

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A lone veteran at his post

I came to the place, like every year I go. A reunion of sorts, between comrades of old. To meet and see, each other once more. From a war long ago. The sacrifices we made, the friends we lost, never seem to fade, they never seem to be gone. Until this faithful day as I wait. To see Michael's face again. my brother Devin's yawn in thought. To witness Riley's crude jokes the 48th time. As I wait, no one comes by. 15, 30, a whole hour pass. I wait in silence, solitude, a whole hour of contemplation. Pass the time we were suppose to rally, to meet and celebrate the years that gone by in peace, prosperity and the enjoyment of life

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