The Golden Hair The one with the golden hair that flows is in-turned into his own madness, a trance within the dream of living and staying awake.The Golden Hair by ~zonozthedark
Stritch-Scritch...Scratch-Scratch...
The man marks onto the paper his own desire and dreams, whilst acknowledging those who observe....
Stritch-Scritch...Scratch-Scratch...
The man with the cold eyes laughs with the observers and raises his head from his comatose state, he observes the room around him, inhaling inspiration from those around him....
Stritch-Scritch...Scratch-Scratch...
The man looks at his paper, seeing what he has accomplished and is proud of the life he has created and forged.....
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The Poet SomewhereThe Poet by ~superHyperjellyBean
He hesitates
And stops time
By drawing
The pen out
To verse a rhyme
Destruction and Reconstruction FireDestruction and Reconstruction by ~superHyperjellyBean
Hate
Death
Forgiveness
Repeat
The Ouroboros lays coiled, asleep in the forest
Unaware of the fire that spreads from the Phoenix.
Rearing its head up into the skies it glares at the bird
With hate in its eyes.
And the Phoenix sees death and cries
a song; a song of forgiveness…
Yet the tail of the Ouroboros anger ends when the flame engulfs the Phoenix.
Their battle ceases,
Until the repeat of life begins.
Fire
Hate
Death
Forgiveness
Repeat
Homesick 
Sta.sh
~*~
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