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The Night’s Song

A story, this I tell to thee

of a fated night,

Armies, who to their knees were brought,

by only one man’s might

Blood red eyes, and a charred black soul

this Angel of Death doth flaunt

One glance into his empty eyes,

and into eternity he will haunt

Only Death his shadow brings

so many by him will fall

Crimson paths paved with death

He serves as the Devil’s call

Blood red tear streak his face,

against his species’ claim

So different then, this man must be,

such made his legend’s fame

Sorrow never present in his evil eyes,

so many saw such death in thou

He killed and made a bloodied path

conscience, he doth not have, this is how

His shadow looms from parts unknown,

he leaves no trace, not hint, no find

Why he hunts and kills is truth,

it is fair, to only his mind

No blade nor sword may kill him,

no human by his own might

Such a legend will never die

even after he falls from sight

Your dieing sight will be his face

sharp fangs that steal your life,

As white as the full moon’s gaze

yet as deadly as an assassin’s knife

Even though his way is death,

such beauty from his back is held

Angel wings as black as coal,

light and dark forever weld

His life of black is stricken though,

a cross of silver hung like a noose

Cursed by man and his own kin,

they wish for the cross not to be so loose

Be warned my fair lady,

his beauty surpasses all others 

Such hansom charm is only a ruse,

only a trick that smothers

This story must come to an end,

his luck can only go so long

This my dear people,

will be the Night’s Song

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Title: Hello
Type: SongFiction
Prompt: "Hello" by Evanescense
Fandom: Dead! (Rp)

"Hello" is (c) of Evanescanse
SongFiction and sligh lyric edits (c) Me 

Hello
Playground school bell rings again
Rain clouds come to play again

Children rushed inside as the bell for them to return to class sounded.  However, none of the small students noticed a boy still on the playground.  He looked like he was lying on the ground, staring up at the large black clouds that brought rain.  His small body was soaked through quickly, the heavy water drops bouncing against his still form.

Has no one told you he's not breathing?
Hello I’m your mind giving you someone to talk to
Hello

The boy wasn’t just staying outside because he wanted to.  He was lost in his own mind, his body reacting on its own.  His deep eyes were open, but they were faded and truly did not see the over looming clouds.  It looked like he wasn’t breathing, his small body that looked frail barely moving.

If I smile and don't believe
Soon I know I’ll wake from this dream

He was known for his smiles.  It didn’t matter what he felt, or what was going on…he was always smiling.  The question was, did he believe his own smiles?  Most likely that was a no.  He almost seemed to treat life as a dream, as if it would end any moment and then he could just continue on with his real life

Don't try to fix me I’m not broken
Hello I’m the lie living for you so you can hide
Don't cry

The rain hid any tears that the boy shed.  His mind was back on earlier in the morning.  Before he had come to school, before he started up his daily lie.  His father…again…he was yelling again.  It was always the same thing.  The same harsh words strung out like brightly colored lights, everyday.  Every single day.  He wasn’t broken…he wasn’t.

Suddenly I know I’m not sleeping
Hello I’m still here
All that's left of yesterday

Finally…alone in the rain it hit.  This was no dream.  He couldn’t just wake up and have everything all better.  He was still lying on the playground, he still hurt.  It would be the same tomorrow, and the next day, and so on.  It wasn’t going to just go away.  Right here, right now…this was all he had.

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He laid his head on my back

I didn’t want to go

His arms lightly gripped my stomach

I knew he was crying

He couldn’t speak

But neither could I

I left him, broken as he was

I think I hurt him

I killed him inside

I see blue eyes on the street

Only a glance and I know

There’s no broken heart

So I know it’s not him

I’m back in my city, our city

But I don’t hear his laughs

His smiles are gone too

All I have left are his tears

And the ghost of his eyes

I never thought I’d miss so much

He was just one kid

But then he became more

More then broken blue eyes

But now he’s long since gone

Nothing more then a feeling is left

If I can even claim that much

I don’t even remember his name

The name of the boy I broke

I hear on the news today

A boy killed himself

Sounds like my blue-eyed boy

But I don’t think it is, can’t be

He died when I left him

The blood is on my hands

Though I feel the slightest joy

I remember his head on my back

And his hands holding me

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Title: Cause of Chaos
Type: Poem
Prompt: School Assignment
Fandom: None

Cause of Chaos

All humanity falls to ruin,

Only because of these,

Desire, Death and Destruction,

Since men do with them as they please.

Desire shows her alluring face,

Her steps are graceful and light,

She pretends not to cause harm to you,

As she makes you feel as high as a kite.

Until she deems she’s done with you,

And cuts your puppet strings,

She’ll let you fall and never look back,

Dancing away as she sings.

Death, he comes in many forms,

But it always ends up the same,

He’ll cut you down in record time,

Or make you part of his game.

With slanted eyes and an arrogant smile,

He knows that he always wins,

That scythe of his will end it all,

Bringing judgment for your sins.

Destruction, now he’s a different one,

With a grin he’ll leave you in pieces,

His amusement is drawn from all of your problems,

Meaning that his fun never ceases.

His coal-black eye gleams with joy,

As your world falls around at your feet,

Death loves to follow him loyally,

Letting Destruction watch from his seat.

Who gave them rule we will never know,

Three concepts that never die,

Desire, Death and Destruction,

None can escape them, not even I.

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Title: Code of Death and Dying
Type: Poem - Systina
Prompt: School Assignment
Fandom: StarGate Atlantis is you look REALLY REALLY hard

The Code of Death and Dying

What is this…something warm, I think it’s blood.

Who’s blood…mine, it has to be because I am so cold.

Why am I here…why is it so quiet?

I want to scream, but it hurts.  I need some sound

To counter the pain.  What happened…it was dark

And I was working…why was it dark?  It was night.

I can’t see…too dark.  Why…oh it’s night

I forgot.  All I can see is red, too red.  Too much blood.

It hurts…why am I so alone?  My blood…shouldn’t be so dark,

And it should be warm right?  So cold…it’s cold.

No one else…I know because there is no sound.

I listen, strain to hear, but all I receive is quiet.

Wait, I can hear something now.  A noise to cut the quiet,

But I don’t like the noise.  It’s just the sound of the night.

Not a person, not a friend, not my friends.  No sound

Except animals…and me.  My own dark blood

Pooling itself around me.  Metal…cold

Metal in my chest.  What happened?  Why am I alone and why is it dark?

My vision is becoming even darker…all I can see is dark.

I’m dying…I have to be.  I need to breath louder, so it’s not so quiet.

My own skin looks dark and cold.  Am I already dead?  I’m so cold,

And pale.  I look like a blood-colored moon that hangs in the sky at night.

My mind keeps skipping…it never does that.  I guess it’s from the blood

Or lack there-of.  I can’t move, I can’t scream.  I can’t make any sound.

There’s nothing.  I must be dying.  I can’t hear any sound,

Not even the animals that were outside living in the dark.

I keep forgetting things.  I don’t like that.  Why won’t my blood

Stop draining out of me?  Then my mind could be quiet

And focus.  Dark, dark, why is it dark?  Not again, I forgot the night.

I can’t feel anything.  Not my blood, not my own skin which is stone cold.

Wait, I feel something.  On my skin it’s…cold.

I think I hear as well.  Finally, something that makes a sound!

But what could it be in such a dark and dismal night?

What would dare cut through the night, cut through the dark?

Yelling, someone is yelling.  I find myself wishing again for the quiet.

Pain, such pain!  In my chest, they…my friends try to stop the blood.

They try in vain…my blood has long since run cold.

I wish they would stop making sound.  I came to like the quiet.

My vision in dark.  They can try, but I will fade into the night.