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Last Generation


Author: xeternalshadowx
ASL Info:    17/m/pennsylvania
Elite Ratio:    4.72 - 121 /137 /55
Words: 329
Class/Type: Lyrics /Misc
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Ok I am going to say this ahead of time...I don't expect anyone to fully understand this. It was written in a short amount of time and is extremely personal, so yeah. If you don't know how any of this goes together, now you know why.


Last Generation



Staring down at walls of gold,
Spider bites upon my wrists;
Spirits and guns unite as one
And with terror in bloodshot eyes,

I brought this war,
I brought this war...

Fog in front of me and I fail to see
The light at the end of the tunnel.
And your tarantula stares back at me
Unto a crooked bed of nails.

I felt your bore,
I felt your bore.
And you say
"Commence Attack",
For everything that lives
Must one day die.

Held down on blood painted dirt
With a saint that calls my name,
May this shot not pass through you!

Let her live,
Take mine!
You can not feel
The sacred
Love inside hearts
Unite.
You can suffer this hell too...

It's me instead,
Taking it slow and whole.

A loaded pistol
Filled with words
Dramatized,
Murder so serial
Of memories that died.

I still feel you
With comfort...

Beings with feral eyes,
A tear in the veil
Thrown and set aside
Fade into a one
Nightingale.
Will they soar
Or fall from the sky?

I failed the moon,
I failed the moon...!

Let her live,
Take mine!
You can not feel
The sacred
Love inside hearts
Unite.
You can suffer this hell too...

It's me instead
Torn between the sheets.

There marks a life
With no blood flowing through the veins,
Another cut at the wrist
Which laughs at another mistake.
Filled with guilt in the air
And a lie that I wish I could fake,
There is a humor in misery
Which I have yet to take,

For I was framed!

Held down on blood painted dirt
With a saint that calls my name,
May this shot not pass through you
And only pass through me!

Let her live,
Take mine!
You can not feel
The sacred
Love inside hearts
Unite.
You can suffer this hell too...




Submitted on 2005-12-19 16:14:50     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  No I do not understand it, but I like it still. I like your mixture of rhyme scheme. Though these are lyrics, they seem very dark as if you suffered some kind of painful thing sometime in you life. I like the rhyme scheme that you used. This is a great write.
| Posted on 2006-01-04 00:00:00 | by B-Gentle | [ Reply to This ]
  This was really cool! I mean I totally don't understand it but there was so much to like. I definately could see this with music. in fact I really want to. Just the images and feeling are forced upon the reader, and it has this really cool theme, like almost it was a scene in a movie. I know it isn't meant to come off like that, but it was likereading a good novel or watching a movie. No lie, this piece rocked.
take care
Metal Heart74
| Posted on 2005-12-19 00:00:00 | by Metal Heart74 | [ Reply to This ]
  u know wat, ur right, I'm pretty... hm cluster[censored]ed lol. But, I did pick out bits of extreme emotion. I'd say well, the most obvious, endless love th@ u r so consumed by this person that u'd give ur life 2 them in a heartbeat. Very sweet. K so I'm gunna take a shot in the dark now & I'll prbly b wrong but is there some1 like against ur relationship, or abusing the person u love, something destroying something vital important 4 ur relationship. well @ least th@s wat I got. & Th@ blood painted dirt. is th@ good intentions gone wrong th@ are only held against u in the end? Dont blame me, I warned u, I'm not great @ this, all I can do is try. Lotsa metaphors here aye. Alright well I'm gunna go b4 I make a complete idiot of myself lol, but still u've got something strong here & plenty of emotion, but as u said urself, it is hard 2 interpret b/c of all the personal slurrs in it. Th@s the good thing about poetry. Its 4 u and as long as u understand it then good. But getting ur message across is usually important, especially since u chose 2 post it, its a bit important 2 make the message clearer. Still its deep & I'm rlly happy u didn't just complain about how my firend betrayed me how could u RAWR. Bland teen venting makes me sick lol. @ least put sumthing creative in it u know? kk well g2g & thanx 4 sharing. Ciao ~Rachel~
| Posted on 2005-12-19 00:00:00 | by Aprie Chick | [ Reply to This ]


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