My eyes were for looking into yours, Take them, I don't need them now, My lips, To press softly against your own, Take them, They are of no use to me, My hands, To roam your silky skin, Take them, They are not mine, My legs, To walk through hell for you, Take them, For I have no soul, My voice, To whisper into your ears, May the words echo in your head, For I will never get to say them to you again, My ears, To listen to your heart beat, Have them, For I shall never rest upon your chest, My h...

A single moment in time eclipsed by the shadow of doubt, A gray blanket draped over exulting feelings of love, Hazy covering which diminishes a once brilliant spirit, Allowing minute rays of hope to crawl out of moth holes in its melancholy fibers; Its structure slowly smothering swelling senses of seduction, Engulfing euphoric entities while easily ending excitement with evasive elegance, Illusive illusions of undying happiness creeping and dancing about my enigmatic mind, Shall I surely sur...

The arrow of love has pierced my soul, Steadily seeping poison from it's passionate tip deep down into the marrow of my desire; Allowing the venom that is obsession to creep into my heart, Infesting my emotions, Clouding my judgment, eluding my senses, A puppeteer of synapses, Losing my path due to lust; Loosely losing control of limber limbs, Allowing hands to roam wondrously, Caressing the flowers petals, tasting its intoxicating nectar, Roaming eyes gazing on bountiful hills; Slowly waking...

This is Marshal Law, Iron boots of oppression pound the desolate streets, Making void the once bustling sound of freedom, The voices of kids laughing in the moonlight, Now is just an echo, Replaced by the shots of domestication, Ringing from the same barrels that once shouted for freedom, The hollow shells drop leaving in their wake a hollow trail, Gunpowder soaks up the tears shed by liberties children, They see them as "terrorists" fighting for a lost cause, We see them as freedom fighters,...