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Shades of Red

Posted by Alien on July 16, 2015 at 7:45 PM Comments comments (0)

You people have no idea how hard it is to be me. The shadows move, following me day in day out. The faces I see in the walls, twisting, distorting. Hours I spend starring at the life of inanimate things.

The way I write.

There are more than just me here. Some I remember, others I don't.

You can't see from my level. I am on a higher plane, a lower plane, a different reality. Half a step forward of what you experience.

I see more.

Feel more.

Am more.

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Rain hide the pain

Posted by Angel Strife (Charles Fletcher) on August 30, 2010 at 11:54 PM Comments comments (0)

The rain falling down outside tonight, sooths my heart as I start to cry tears I promised not to shed. Just a few more days and she’ll be wed, on her way to happiness. As I watch the days go buy, silently breaking down inside, wishing that I where that guy. I still love to see her smile even though I’m not the one that makes her heart go wild. I let the better man win, that’s what I say when I’m with friends. I’m still hurting all the while,...

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What's love worth anymore?

Posted by Angel Strife (Charles Fletcher) on August 16, 2010 at 11:34 PM Comments comments (0)

I used to dream of falling in love yeah. That it was truly heaven on earth yeah.

I used to envy all my friends back in the day. They married there high school sweet hearts and everything seemed so great. But now I see more and more each day. Their love life failing as they go their own ways. What happened to their happy dreams? What made their love rip at the seams? I really wish I knew what to say, but I never got the chance to feel your pain. I don’t know why everyone’s ge...

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Trickster (The 19th Jester of Hanoi)

Posted by Angel Strife (Charles Fletcher) on August 6, 2010 at 11:03 PM Comments comments (0)

Here lie the shattered remains of the 19th Jester of Hanoi, a once happy trickster that used to dream of finding that one true love. He was a hopeless romantic through and through. His life story however is a sad miserable one that ends in nothing more than death and despair. He did not start his life as a jester but rather as a prince’s page and loyal friend. The land of Hanoi was in turmoil and the king who had lost all reason to laugh had resorted to taking out ...

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Persnikety take two(Prince Charming)

Posted by Angel Strife (Charles Fletcher) on August 6, 2010 at 11:00 PM Comments comments (0)

Is so sick of the whole one day my prince will come tabu. I say bitch get of your royal dairyare and go help your would be Prince fend off the dragon for once. The resone there are so few Prince Charmings any more is because most of them got killed trying to save your persnikety asses. LOL just kidding just kidding ;P

Lyrics, attempting a new song :)

Posted by Angel Strife (Charles Fletcher) on August 2, 2010 at 10:14 PM Comments comments (0)

Fall on your knees and pray that you make it through one more day. Raise your hands to the sky, and scream with all your might. You’ve got to break free ya; you’ve got to break free.

Now get back on your feet, show them you can’t be beat. Said stomp through the streets. Time to get on out ya; get on out it's time to break free.

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Posted by Angel Strife (Charles Fletcher) on July 29, 2010 at 1:53 AM Comments comments (2)


I am alone. I am utterly alone.

I spend my days looking, hoping, and

dreaming of true love. I spend my nights

crying over love that was lost or never was.

Then I think "Why!?" Why live, why suffer, why

die for this, this foolish thing called love.

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Ponder life

Posted by Angel Strife (Charles Fletcher) on July 29, 2010 at 1:43 AM Comments comments (0)

What exactly is life? What determines

what we are, who we are, or what we should

be? If we are such superior beings why do we

still fight and discriminate against one and

another. Why are we so ignorant to believe

that there just might be life out there,

somewhere beyond what we see, when we know

all to well that space is like an endless

sea that stretches out over many suns and

galaxies. I Don't pretend not to be

skeptical, and I st...

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A wilted flowers dream

Posted by Angel Strife (Charles Fletcher) on July 29, 2010 at 1:14 AM Comments comments (2)

Your lips the velvet roses, your eyes the

blazing stars, your hair the blowing wind,

and your voice natures call, as I dream of

walking hand in hand beside you in the

somber moon lighted night. With your skin

smelling like the mornings dew, oh how I

long to be clo...

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An Angry poets banter

Posted by Angel Strife (Charles Fletcher) on July 29, 2010 at 12:49 AM Comments comments (1)

Written to the International poets sociaty "Nobal House" after a request for a new poem, was sent to me. I am known for writting short poems on the fly, but I was in a dry spell at the time, and they erked me. Funny thing is I guess I did write them a new poem, go figger*LOL*


An Angry Poets Banter.

By: C.M.F.

Spitt out a poem, that's what you want me to ...

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