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blamed
I walked into my room I fell on my sheets And I cried, Not for myself, But for the onlookers The grim ones Who watched as I Broke those two men apart I did it to destroy them It is their fault.
sentenced
And so he was sentenced to death by the power of the jealous King Ashe. To find oneself staring death in the face posed no threat to this man.
gladiator
"Fight Fight Fight Fight on!" That is what my beloved brother once told me To fight like there is no tomorrow To fight like I am fighting for love To fight forever and ever, But I wish to stop this fighting There seems no point. None. Money isn't something worth fighting for.
bitten
It came from the sky With black wings and red fangs, Pierced the flesh near my heart Took hold of my life, And squeezed the juice Into its chalice.
flip
Up in the air my coin floats Shining so bleak with melancholy Because with this flip, With this choice Someone will die There is no denying what power Is behind Death's quarter.
blaze
Dancing through the trees Relative ease with the beating drums The Fire People twirl in The Great White Forest Where my people lay No longer. No longer white, but char.
splash
Into the water, I go! Off a bridge, off a diving board, off a cliff I don't care, It don't matter. All that matters is me and the clear sky The I sink my body into And make one helluva entry.
catcher
The boy runs nimbly through the rye fields Following the sun toward the Blue Ridge Mountains He held his hand up quite high, Though he was short, And jumped towards the glowing light Hoping, one day, to catch it In his palms.
drifting
I was in the atmosphere Breathing in the air that was Familiar to me, As I floated off into the sky. I continued to drift off into the starry sky Unable to breathe any longer, But now I am one with the universe.
temper
A storm from above carrying Thunder and lightening Hovering over the quiet meadows. Anger tempted the clouds to create A tempest so fierce That it swept the quiet off its feet And into oblivion.
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