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**Black Book** · #2 09-14-2011, 10:40 PM

All Journeys Come To An End

Since birth I heard of a reality that's not as far-fetched as it seems, Here there were violent scenes of cold bodies & splattered spleens, Plus the sound of blood curdling screams.
But I paid less heed to the tales than I did to the females who told them along with all the details, So I took off with the winds like sea sails.
Started down the wooded path of deceitful pine, Just a child with a feeble mind; not realizing the path was more sinister than when Eve ate from the evil vine.
At first it was like something I had never witnessed, I laid my eyes on beauty & riches, My head was so far in the clouds; I gave them kisses, & every day I received birthday wishes.
It continued like this for weeks at a time, So as I reflect I wonder how I failed to catch a sign that this would become a faster climb.
But the path became more wild & untamed, Above me the sun flamed & my lungs strained to keep oxygen contained.
The land became dark and cold, I walked along the path as it channeled into a dismantled area where I saw the land fold.
My body began to weaken, I lost track of the week & weekend, A voice appeared in my head & identified itself as a demon.
Then the path came to a barren plain, Evil was about & the air enflamed.
A monster appeared, & it was enraged, Massive axe in it's hand; it engaged, It acted like a lion whose been encaged.
I fought with bow as each arrow cast, but sadly I was no match, My breathing became a slow gasp, Then my life came to me in one whole flash.
Because the story is the advice I got: "Say No To Drugs" — from ice to piff.
The path was me getting high over & over, & the monster I fought was my battle to get sober.

**Black Book** · 09-14-2011, 10:40 PM

All Journeys Come To An End

Since birth I heard of a reality that's not as far-fetched as it seems, Here there were violent scenes of cold bodies & splattered spleens, Plus the sound of blood curdling screams.
But I paid less heed to the tales than I did to the females who told them along with all the details, So I took off with the winds like sea sails.
Started down the wooded path of deceitful pine, Just a child with a feeble mind; not realizing the path was more sinister than when Eve ate from the evil vine.
At first it was like something I had never witnessed, I laid my eyes on beauty & riches, My head was so far in the clouds; I gave them kisses, & every day I received birthday wishes.
It continued like this for weeks at a time, So as I reflect I wonder how I failed to catch a sign that this would become a faster climb.
But the path became more wild & untamed, Above me the sun flamed & my lungs strained to keep oxygen contained.
The land became dark and cold, I walked along the path as it channeled into a dismantled area where I saw the land fold.
My body began to weaken, I lost track of the week & weekend, A voice appeared in my head & identified itself as a demon.
Then the path came to a barren plain, Evil was about & the air enflamed.
A monster appeared, & it was enraged, Massive axe in it's hand; it engaged, It acted like a lion whose been encaged.
I fought with bow as each arrow cast, but sadly I was no match, My breathing became a slow gasp, Then my life came to me in one whole flash.
Because the story is the advice I got: "Say No To Drugs" — from ice to piff.
The path was me getting high over & over, & the monster I fought was my battle to get sober.

09-14-2011, 10:40 PM	#2
Black Book <GrandScheme Shogunate> Ranked Text Record 145 Won / 55 Lost Exclusive Text Record 6 Won / 3 Lost Join Date: Oct 2010 Voted: 0 audio / 529 text Posts: 5,426 Mentioned: 963 Post(s) Tagged: 33 Thread(s)	All Journeys Come To An End Since birth I heard of a reality that's not as far-fetched as it seems, Here there were violent scenes of cold bodies & splattered spleens, Plus the sound of blood curdling screams. But I paid less heed to the tales than I did to the females who told them along with all the details, So I took off with the winds like sea sails. Started down the wooded path of deceitful pine, Just a child with a feeble mind; not realizing the path was more sinister than when Eve ate from the evil vine. At first it was like something I had never witnessed, I laid my eyes on beauty & riches, My head was so far in the clouds; I gave them kisses, & every day I received birthday wishes. It continued like this for weeks at a time, So as I reflect I wonder how I failed to catch a sign that this would become a faster climb. But the path became more wild & untamed, Above me the sun flamed & my lungs strained to keep oxygen contained. The land became dark and cold, I walked along the path as it channeled into a dismantled area where I saw the land fold. My body began to weaken, I lost track of the week & weekend, A voice appeared in my head & identified itself as a demon. Then the path came to a barren plain, Evil was about & the air enflamed. A monster appeared, & it was enraged, Massive axe in it's hand; it engaged, It acted like a lion whose been encaged. I fought with bow as each arrow cast, but sadly I was no match, My breathing became a slow gasp, Then my life came to me in one whole flash. Because the story is the advice I got: "Say No To Drugs" — from ice to piff. The path was me getting high over & over, & the monster I fought was my battle to get sober. Last edited by Black Book; 09-14-2011 at 10:44 PM.
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