

The Fool's Little RiddleThe Fool of fools is my name, Back again to play a little game, The pleasure was yours not so long ago, Now the pleasure shall be mine, quid pro quo, I present to you a test, a rhythmic riddle, Something for your mind to fiddle, The reward shall be something you seek, Something that will surely be unique, Though a single warning, this game you play, This little riddle, has a high price to pay, Answer it wrong, make a single mistake, and be lost in the Masks oh so fake. Now dim the lights, let us begin, Or perhaps the answer already lies within? It is a singleThe Fool's Little Riddle


Spark of a TorchHere I sit with Victory between my lips, Leather coat hung away, still wearing my Tripps, My mind going over the events of the past, Only hours ago, my how time goes so fast, A smile slowly forming from cheek to cheek, My heart with a pound, something so unique, Those aqua blues beginning to pierce my soul, Uniting my masks, making me feel whole,Spark of a Torch
Blind sided by what was so close to me, Unable to think, unable to disagree, That this is something not meant to be, Shaking my head, knowing no guarantee,
My Devil's luck being a two sided sword, Each little


Rain DropsTrillions of thoughts, billions of emotion, millions of rain drops forming an ocean, Falling to the ground, falling all around, Drip drop, drip drop, they now surround,Rain Drops
Ray of light, perception of the mind, Cutting through drops, something to find, Shimmering back they reflect what is seen, Each little drop, holding something serene,
Splish splash, splish splash, they now clash, Forcing a memory they whip, striking a lash, A premonition of future, a vision of past, Each little drop holding a world so vast,
They fall and they fall, not ever ending, &nb


ConfinesA place so quiet with obscene clarity, A place so placid, unusual and dusty, So vast in it's shadow sincerity, So murky, gaping and rusty, This place so alive and eager, This place so new and wise, It's reason, it's purpose so meager, It's life, better it will devise, This place will be forever elated, This place will be forever true, It can be zany and X-rated, It can be jaded and taboo, A place so young yet mature, A place so hurtful yet refined, This place is intuition, this place demure, This place opposition, this place is my mind.Confines
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regret is for those who cant face the future
oh and i rlly like ur writing ^-^!!!!keep it up nyan!!!
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nyan nyan ^W^
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So can you tell me what exactly freedom means,
If I'm not free to be as twisted as I want to be.
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It's a dark world out there
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