Now You See Your Star (c) Agent Swift 1999

A face so riveting
A voice so kind and soft
Hands so big and strong
in which your own are utterly lost
Eyes that draw you close into everlasting enchantment
Freezing you
Teasing you
Pleasing you
Entrapment
A mouth that screams, "Hey you! Are you happy with what you are?
Why don’t you look much closer? Why don’t you see your star?"
His presence induces fear
His message induces thought
A few people understand
While others just do not.
A mind so full of questions
That only he can answer
That he preaches to the world
Through its debris of utter disaster
"Why does no one understand?
Why do they so readily hate?
Why can’t they see past their painted world?
Must there be no escape?"

There is a world where fire is rain.
There is a world where innocence is slain.
There is a world of total destruction.
There is a world of complete corruption.
The future Earth, 2007
Where love is hate and Hell is Heaven.

And a voice so soft, and yet so loud
cries out against this… so firm and proud.

If the world is your oyster, find your pearl.
It lies within you, good or bad, boy or girl.
Some pearls are white, while others are pastel blue.
Still others are blackened with hate deeper through.

His soul cries out, "Now listen, won’t you?
Do you want to live in control of yourself or don’t you?"
And suddenly, breaking the binds of "perfection" and fear
Step forth a small group of the "Living"
They’ve come to hear.
He points to unto humanity.
He points unto his scars.
He points into the moonlit night,
"Now you see your star".

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author: $in

I still have this Fucking lighter you gave me,
How sad is that?
Holding on to relics of a thing that never was;
should have been.

Maybe you Were my soulmate,
Just maybe we could have ruled together,
If you were stronger
Or I wiser

I guess it was my fault in the end,
I knew better than to believe in you,
As if I had the strength to believe in anything,
Even myself.

I am not broken now,
I have defeated your damage,
I am whole and beautiful,
A compilation of myriad scars,
Borne whole and new unto themselves,

I am my pain,
I am the suffering that was,
I have crossed the boundries of night,
and found the sun.

Six Sicks Sics (c) 1999 Agent Swift

Please forgive me
I meant no harm in being born
I'll rub off this inner me
And face off all your looks of scorn
How dare I differ from you?
Why must my priorities be torn?
How can I bear it anymore?

And another stone flies.

The soldier falls
Save the canteen
Please. My conscience fell out.

And another stone falls.

And everywhere I look I'm the odd woman out.
And everyone I talk to only knows to shout.
And everywhere I go I'm just a lowly freak.
And everyone I turn to turns away.

Once upon a time I had such friends.
Oh, the fun we had!
Once upon a time I bore the scars of ridicule.
Till I finally fit in.
But what happened? Suddenly I'm alone.
I change my mind and suddenly know one knows

Me.

But who is me?
I thought I knew once.

Where oh where has it all gone?
My childhood
is gone for good.

And where oh where have all they gone?

They've left me here.
To grow alone. To carry on.

And it hurts. My God, it hurts.
To see the ones who I loved turn their backs.
If this is what growing up is, then leave it all behind.

Growing up means growing apart.
Growing up means breaking your heart.

And now, who have I become?
Or am I waiting, waiting to hatch my love?
And I'm waiting.... waiting so long....
Until I can transform this worm into a beautiful song
of life
of love
of things great and small spoken of
And how lovely this life could be
If my metamorphosis, is left to me

I'll show this world
I'll show them all
They have not won me over
not at all!
And I'll show them
They'll never win
That they can never tame the beast that lies within...

She lies within.

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