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Take your heart and all the things you show,
Take your heart and everything you know,
Take your heart and the feelings that grow,
Take your heart, you who always says so,
Take your heart, forever mine? oh no…
Take your heart and all its dark cargo,
Take your heart, you should probably go,
Take your heart and all the love you throw!
Take my heart, yours since so long ago,
Take my heart and never really go…
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The Young Princess
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She calls herself the Young Princess,
She who can nothing be denied
For, to the world, she is the heiress
And what happens is hers to decide.
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The Little Emperor
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We call him the Little Emperor,
He who, in all hearts, instills terror,
For within the rim of his domain,
He is the sole ruler of his pain.
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You will suffer the curse
Of the dark demon race,
And know nothing comes worse,
Twisted and wicked, than
Those fallen from that place.
Man, beware for your clan
For, the wrath you incur,
Tragedies that occur,
All alone you shall face,
Not even the gods’ grace
Can help in this trial,
This, humans, is your cross
To bare, and yours alone.
Pandora’s glass vial
Has broken, it’s your loss.
Time for you to atone
The crime of your people
In the tower purple.
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He walks through fields of grass,
Tall, with a steady step,
As the sun shines above,
He is calm and handsome
In his war uniform,
I find it difficult
To keep my gaze away,
Most of all when sometimes
He turns to look at me
With honey colored orbs,
It seems he is looking
Into my soul of souls…
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With every card or call,
In the eyes of them all,
He was the strongest man,
One who could not be beat,
Not even by a cheat,
Always a perfect hand.
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Just another take, another version of The Gambler that I had in mind when writing the poem. Whichever you prefer, enjoy!
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And in the eyes of all,
Whatever card or call,
He was the strongest man
One who could not be beat,
Not even if one’d cheat,
For he’d the perfect hand.
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One moment is all it takes,
An instant, a few mistakes,
And you drop down to your knees,
Slave to your own miseries…
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All it takes is one moment,
In just a single instant,
You can turn it around,
Lift yourself off the ground!
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Whether sorry or so great,
No matter really the state,
The path is never that straight,
Such is the power of fate.
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Rain is pouring down as I sit down on the couch. The fire is slowly dying in the hearth of the chimney.
I place the tray on my legs and put some music on. I’m still wearing my pyjamas at six in the evening but who cares, the world is about to end…
I’m glad the oven still worked despite all the power outages we’ve had. Those damn floods and earthquakes, they never seem to end. A heavy wind in blowing outside, the raindrops are getting bigger and heavier, i can hear them hit the roof with much more power than before.
I take a bite of my freshly cooked lasagna. I love lasagna. I pour some orange soda in my glass and take a sip. As I do the sky lights up.
So it begins… I change the song, put on some Adele, Rolling in the deep. I don’t know why but this music seems fitting to me.
I gulp down a handful of salty popcorn and a bit of salami on a toast. This is truly the best. I can hear an explosion, somewhere, far away. I turn the volume up a bit and sit back comfortably, staring at the window.
Another handful of popcorn, some chips. I empty my glass of soda. I sigh in delight as the sky takes on a bright red color. Something big is falling from the sky, it burns through the atmosphere. It’s a matter of seconds now.
As I take a last bite from my lasagna I turn up the volume up, the song now blasting as loud as possible, and taste for the last time the delights of eating my favorite junk food. I take a huge bite of the chocolate cake I bought yesterday. It was supposed to be for my niece but I’ll never get to offer it to her now so, whatever, I might as well enjoy it!
I close my eyes and start singing as the shockwave gets closer, the low rumbling and the heat of the blazing inferno is coming straight at me but I smile. It’s time, I think. And I let myself go. Where? I have no idea but I don’t care, as the bright light surrounds me my belly is full and I’m contempt…
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Outside the night is dark
And I am sitting here
Pondering my life stark,
Wondering if a mere
Human like me will spark,
If it will get better.
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Tales of Ore 