You step into the ballroom were the annual midnight gala is being held. It happens every summer, August first, the year is 1884. The wealthy family of a well know over seas business holds the party in there estate hall. Only the rich, flamboyant, fashionable and educated are invited. You, being a business partner and fitting all descriptions continuously receive invites. You are not particularly fond of large gatherings though. You would much rather prefer to be at home doing work, perhaps reading, or maybe lounging by a fire in your own mansion. Despite the hot days the nights are rather chilly, your dear friend Aryana Blight is the one who dragged you out. being another rare guest invited to the Eyre estate summer ball, a short carriage ride from your residence with a lovely view of England. Aryana id dressed to her finest, a black feathered hat pinned in her hair which is styled atop her head, her corset and skirt made of fine lace and silk, colored in vibrant reds and black. Her petticoat dragging on the ground. The dress had to be very expensive, only she would go all out for such an occasion. The Estate itself is grand but not quite beautiful, its covered in vines, the brick faded and crumbling slightly, its pillars are cracked though the windows are spotless and gleaming. It may have been considered beautiful in the 1700's but time has done quite a number on it. The inside however looks brand new, the marble floors covered in a large royal blue carpet, a rare sight given the cost of such dye. the chandler were lit and the light caused the crystal to sparkle. The dance floor is full of young men and women, some dancing others conversing. Aryana is asked to dance, not unusual seeing her fair skin, high cheekbones and maroon hair make her very attractive, not to mention her off setting bright green eyes. You stand near the back simply observing the crowd. The only people you talk to are usually for business so friends are few. You only turn when you hear the sound of your name. It is coming from behind you, echoing softly on the walls. No one else notices over the sound of the playing music. You turn and walk down a long corridor searching for the person calling your name. You follow the voice into what looks to be a lounge. A fire burns bright and hot in the fire place, two chairs sit parallel before the fir, in between them is a small table with something on it. You cross over to the table for a better look. It is a note folded neatly and precisely in four. You know better than to snoop but curiosity wins over all. You unfold it as if i were a delicate flower as not to damage it, only to your disappointment its blank and yet it leaves an uneasy feeling in you. The fire goes out the door slams shut, you whip around at the startling noise. Your frozen in pitch black, not even the moonlight can penetrate the ink dark room. A shuffle of feet, an icy voice whispers in your ear
"be careful" and your world is black.
You bolt upright in bed, shaking in a cold sweat. Only a dream you repeat to yourself over and over and you stumble to the window. You force it open gulping the crisp London air. below your window in front of your door is a figure cloaked by the night. he turns on his heals and walks towards the cobble stone street. Before leaving he turns to look up at you and in a familiar voice says "sweet dreams, be careful."
"be careful" and your world is black.
You bolt upright in bed, shaking in a cold sweat. Only a dream you repeat to yourself over and over and you stumble to the window. You force it open gulping the crisp London air. below your window in front of your door is a figure cloaked by the night. he turns on his heals and walks towards the cobble stone street. Before leaving he turns to look up at you and in a familiar voice says "sweet dreams, be careful."
The clap of thunder, you remember that?
The shriek of fear
The crumbling throne in which you sat
Despite all, there's still more to you than can pray tell
So I stayed silent as you fell
Tell me something, was it worth it?
Now all you can do is bear it
As your teeth you do grit
It was a burst of exertion on your part
I hope you are capable of repairing your heart
I am afraid Hell has no more room for you
I remember it all from start to finish
Here is a clue
Wish for fear and hate on others
And the results
Scoff and misery will be your end
You’re ending insults
In the end I will wish you only the best
And dear God may your soul find happiness in rest
The shriek of fear
The crumbling throne in which you sat
Despite all, there's still more to you than can pray tell
So I stayed silent as you fell
Tell me something, was it worth it?
Now all you can do is bear it
As your teeth you do grit
It was a burst of exertion on your part
I hope you are capable of repairing your heart
I am afraid Hell has no more room for you
I remember it all from start to finish
Here is a clue
Wish for fear and hate on others
And the results
Scoff and misery will be your end
You’re ending insults
In the end I will wish you only the best
And dear God may your soul find happiness in rest
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
Soar through the skies
Show your power
Like never before.
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
Roam the world
Show everyone that you are
Adventurous, free.
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
Break free of your shackles
And fly free,
Before they come back
To lock you back in prison.
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
Show the country
Your determination,
Your courage.
Not only that,
But you, mighty eagle,
Have the power
To motivate the whole world
To inspire them,
To show them that no one,
No one,
Can keep anyone
Under chains.
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
Show everyone
That slavery is no longer
An option.
Fly free, my beautiful eagle.
Mighty eagle
Soar through the skies
Show your power
Like never before.
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
Roam the world
Show everyone that you are
Adventurous, free.
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
Break free of your shackles
And fly free,
Before they come back
To lock you back in prison.
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
Show the country
Your determination,
Your courage.
Not only that,
But you, mighty eagle,
Have the power
To motivate the whole world
To inspire them,
To show them that no one,
No one,
Can keep anyone
Under chains.
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
Show everyone
That slavery is no longer
An option.
Fly free, my beautiful eagle.
Dousing you with water
Oh, how graceful
Leaping out of the water
Playing underwater
Having a good time
In the great big ocean
Now I see one, two
So many playing together
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Oh, how graceful
Leaping out of the water
Playing underwater
Having a good time
In the great big ocean
Now I see one, two
So many playing together
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I am just writing this to get my article posted because it says it is too short!
The world is hostile,
Antigeohumane.
Why do people want me
To be someone I am not?
Sometimes I feel as if
Things are going slow,
The way that no one understands
Me, at all.
Why do people want me to be
Someone I really am not?
Why can't I just be myself,
Show them who I really am?
I really know I'm someone else,
Someone who could do far more.
But I'm stuck with the painful thought
Of being who I am not.
Why do I have to lie to myself?
Being someone else,
And not yourself,
Is basically lying to yourself,
After all.
All that parents tell you,
Don't lie,
Don't lie,
Don't lie,
Now comes to waste,
When they want you to be someone
You really aren't.
That's what I call lying now.
Oh, what a hostile world.
Any way to prevent it from being so hostile?
No, I'm afraid not.
All you have to do
Is stick with it.
Live the life that you imagined.
Antigeohumane.
Why do people want me
To be someone I am not?
Sometimes I feel as if
Things are going slow,
The way that no one understands
Me, at all.
Why do people want me to be
Someone I really am not?
Why can't I just be myself,
Show them who I really am?
I really know I'm someone else,
Someone who could do far more.
But I'm stuck with the painful thought
Of being who I am not.
Why do I have to lie to myself?
Being someone else,
And not yourself,
Is basically lying to yourself,
After all.
All that parents tell you,
Don't lie,
Don't lie,
Don't lie,
Now comes to waste,
When they want you to be someone
You really aren't.
That's what I call lying now.
Oh, what a hostile world.
Any way to prevent it from being so hostile?
No, I'm afraid not.
All you have to do
Is stick with it.
Live the life that you imagined.
There was a bond created,
As I felt the deep warmth
Of my friend's face against mine
Her heart pounding against my shoulder.
The feeling of the two of us,
Together at last,
Undivided,
Felt so good,
I never wanted to let go.
I wanted to hold on to him
Forever.
He was an amazing person
Who always teased me,
Cheered me up all the time,
And, of course,
Always took my side.
He was an unique person,
As he was never the one to be bragging,
But always the one who teased me.
Now,
No one else ever did this.
This was truly the work of
Someone special.
I will never let go of him.
I will never run away from him.
He is mine.
And will always be.
Both of us,
United.
As I felt the deep warmth
Of my friend's face against mine
Her heart pounding against my shoulder.
The feeling of the two of us,
Together at last,
Undivided,
Felt so good,
I never wanted to let go.
I wanted to hold on to him
Forever.
He was an amazing person
Who always teased me,
Cheered me up all the time,
And, of course,
Always took my side.
He was an unique person,
As he was never the one to be bragging,
But always the one who teased me.
Now,
No one else ever did this.
This was truly the work of
Someone special.
I will never let go of him.
I will never run away from him.
He is mine.
And will always be.
Both of us,
United.
Get your hands up in the air
Like you just don't care
We're rockin tonight
So I'm not givin anything else a think
Tonight
Cause we're rockin the floor
Bust out your dance moves man
The DJ's got the music
Up
All the way up
So everybody say yeah
YEAH!
C'mon get it louder
YEAHHHHHH!!!
Can't hear ya!
YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
C'mon we gonna get the crowd
Wild tonight
Right here at the dance floor
Yo
So bring your hands up
In the air
Cause this is the only thing
We're carin about tonight bro
Get the crowd wild
Get your feet up
And
Break it down man.
Cause the DJ said so.
Like you just don't care
We're rockin tonight
So I'm not givin anything else a think
Tonight
Cause we're rockin the floor
Bust out your dance moves man
The DJ's got the music
Up
All the way up
So everybody say yeah
YEAH!
C'mon get it louder
YEAHHHHHH!!!
Can't hear ya!
YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
C'mon we gonna get the crowd
Wild tonight
Right here at the dance floor
Yo
So bring your hands up
In the air
Cause this is the only thing
We're carin about tonight bro
Get the crowd wild
Get your feet up
And
Break it down man.
Cause the DJ said so.
There is strength in my heart.
I have looked for it
For decades now.
Yet I have not found it before.
Now I have.
It will get me over every obstacle,
Every region,
Every country.
It makes me proud
To see this.
To see my strength
Laying there,
Waiting for me.
And me only.
This type of strength
Is called courage.
Perseverance.
Perseverance is the best type
Of strength possible.
And I have it.
Yes, me.
Never before,
Will you see me cower within the shadows
Again, like before.
I have changed.
And I am sure you will see that.
I have strength in my heart.
I have looked for it
For decades now.
Yet I have not found it before.
Now I have.
It will get me over every obstacle,
Every region,
Every country.
It makes me proud
To see this.
To see my strength
Laying there,
Waiting for me.
And me only.
This type of strength
Is called courage.
Perseverance.
Perseverance is the best type
Of strength possible.
And I have it.
Yes, me.
Never before,
Will you see me cower within the shadows
Again, like before.
I have changed.
And I am sure you will see that.
I have strength in my heart.
Nobody understands me,
So what's the use?
One day
I say I am busy
And they misunderstand me.
Life is not all about
Betrayal,
Breaking up,
Dumping each other
Across the cold cement floor,
Is it?
I don't believe so.
And the fog is never getting out.
Each day,
There is just more and more
Fog.
Oh, happy day.
No one understands.
What's the use being alive
When you feel like you are away
From the world,
Separated
Like we were when we were little kids?
Life is not about any of that.
Life is about forgiveness,
Respect,
Love.
Learning how to tolerate one another.
Nobody understands
What I feel
Or what I think everyday.
So what's the use?
One day
I say I am busy
And they misunderstand me.
Life is not all about
Betrayal,
Breaking up,
Dumping each other
Across the cold cement floor,
Is it?
I don't believe so.
And the fog is never getting out.
Each day,
There is just more and more
Fog.
Oh, happy day.
No one understands.
What's the use being alive
When you feel like you are away
From the world,
Separated
Like we were when we were little kids?
Life is not about any of that.
Life is about forgiveness,
Respect,
Love.
Learning how to tolerate one another.
Nobody understands
What I feel
Or what I think everyday.
and the people throwing them bones just out of their reach,
laughing and finding satisfaction in it ?
Do you know the dog who still wags his tail when ever they pet him
and the people who think him stupid for it '
not seeing the kindness and good in him.
Do you know the dog who only wanted love
and the people who named him ingrateful for it ?
Telling him to look for it himself.
And do you know the dog that broke the chain
and the people he attacked ?
They punished him for it.
But I will no longer be that dog.
I will no longer let you abuse me.
I will not give you my love.
I will fight back
This is about my "friend" and the way she`s been treating me.