[15+] A collection of things from a kitty cat (Probably Not Safe For Younger Kids)

[Talon]

Rengar's Writings/Stories/Poems/Other Things That He Did When He Was Bored That Involved Words and Typing
I know the formatting is terrible, or even nonexistent, but please just ignore it.

Newest Thing That I Did: Rise, a poem/song

Poems
The amount of encrypted messages in these things is stupid, and half the time I don't even know what I wrote, but people seem to enjoy some of them, so I just keep doing it.

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The Chains
Cling Clang Mother****er

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Cling Clang,
Bad Dreams,
Someones out to find you,

Cling Clang,
Don't stop,
The wardens right behind you,

Sleep now,
Bad dreams,
Hear the chains dragging,

Don't stop,
Don't stop,
The wardens right behind you,

Don't stop,
Deaths near,
The shrill scrape of the chains.

Cling Clang,
Hear the chains,
The wardens right behind you,

Cling Clang,
All the chains,
Bad dreams here to haunt you,

Quick now,
Fear the chains,
Your last chance to escape,

Don't stop,
Don't stop,
The warden's right behind you.

Chain hands,
Chains hands,
Lock you in a jar,

Take the soul,
Take the pain,
Keep for his own,

Don't stop,
running,
Death's coming to get you.

Cling Clang
All the chains
The warden's right behind you,

Drag the chains,
Drag the chains,
Here to drag you away,

Fear the chains,
Fear the chains,
Your last chance to escape,

Run away,
Run away,
The chains will keep near,

Fear the axe,
Fear the chains,
The Reaper says to stay.

Stay for now,
Sleep away,
Bad dreams coming to get you.

Cling Clang,
Fear the chains,
The warden's right behind you.


Cling Clang,
All the chains,
The last night you'll share with me.....

To Be Loved
Burn ***** Burn. *eherm* Baby, sorry. *cough*

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All I wanted was to be loved

I can feel it burning,
Deep inside.
My time has come.

And all I wanted,
was to be loved.

I never give in,
I never give out,
I just want to be loved.

Running through my mind,
Thoughts of the end,
and all I wanted was to be loved.

I never give in,
I never give up,
I just want to loved.

My heart pounds,
My hands throb,
I can feel it inside,
The dark thoughts have come to get me,
But my sweet sugar gun does not protect me.

Take the past,
Burn it up and let it go,
Carry on,
When I'm gone.

I never give up,
I never give in,
I just want to be loved,

Take the past,
Burn it up and let it go,

I never give in,
I never give in,
I just want to be loved,

Take the past

I never give up,
I never give in,
I just want to be loved

Burn it up and let it go

I just want to be,
Want to be loved.

The Reaper's Identity
Just ignore it, it's complete and under ****. I honestly don't even know why I wrote this thing.

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The Reaper says stay
Will you stay?
Or will you fade?

The Reaper promises fame,
Will you stay?
Or will you fade?

The Reaper promises another day,
Will you stay?
Or will you fade?

The Reaper promises fortune,
Will you stay?
Or will you fade?

The Reaper demands you to stay,
Will you stay?

The Reaper promises all these things,
But can he keep them?

The Reaper knows who you are,
But does he really know you at all?

The Reaper is the one,
But who are you?

The Reaper knows where you are,
But how can that be?

The Reaper has your life planned out for you,
But you have free will.

The Reaper knows what you say,
But does he really hear you?

The Reaper knows all,
But he doesn't know you.

The Reaper says to stay,
Will you stay?

The Reaper promises a safe return,
But where will he take you?

The Reaper throws you away,
Will turn around, and walk the other way?

The Reaper feels your heart,
As he doesn't have his own.

The Reaper knows you,
But you don't you.

You have an identity,
But do you even know it?

You have all these things,
But you require others to use it?

You are your own person,
But you require others permission to be you?

The Reaper created you,
But what did he create?
Do you know?
Will you know?

The Reaper promises and identity,
Will you take it?
What are you taking?

The Reaper and his chains,
Pull you to,
But will you run?

The Reaper and his jars,
Take your pain,
Take your soul,
Take all that you are,
and throw it away.

The Reaper is his own,
But he owns you.
So are you you?
Or are you him?

The Reaper says to stay,
Will you stay?
Or will you fade?

Terrible Things
Listen son, you little *****.

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Son let me tell you some terrible things,
Life is harsh and there's no going back,
But I tell you this,
Because I son I believe,
That you're truly the greatest,
Thing that ever happened to me.

Now boy let me tell you a terrible thing,
It seems that I'm sick and I've only got weeks,
So don't let the kids cry, tell them of me,
Make sure they know I'm in a good place,
Now let me tell you a terrible thing,
I truly believe that you,
Were the greatest thing that ever happened to me,
And I can tell by your eyes that your sad about me,
But boy don't be sad, I love you forever,
Don't let the kids feel bad about me.

Now kids let me tell you a terrible thing,
Your mother is sick,
She's only got weeks,
But don't feel sad now, she loved us three.
I want you to know that she's in a good place.
Now sons,
I'm only telling you this because life,
Can do terrible things.

Son let me tell you a terrible thing.
I'm fallen in a trance and I'm out of my mind,
I took a little bit too much last night all alone,
I had a little fun with some terrible things,
Don't ever do what I'm about to do,
Forgive me god and bless his heart.
Now son, I'm only doing this because life,
Can do terrible things.

Now brother let me tell you a terrible thing,
Dad got sad and he some bad things,
He came to me and he said one thing,
Don't ever do what he did to me,
I'll show you this scar,
But don't feel bad,
Because is this the last night,
That we have to deal with this.

Boys come here,
Boys come here,
Show me your hands.
I have a drink for you,
Please take and enjoy.
Drink it now slowly, and don't feel a thing,
See your life flash away, but don't say a thing,
Your mother she loved us,
I think we owe her,
A visit above.
So drink it up slowly and fly away,
See the light up ahead, go straight towards it now,
Inside the light your mother waits for us,
So drink it up, drink it up,
Don't say a thing.
Trust me I know it's sad but I think,
It's good for the body, and good for the soul.
Boys, I'm only doing this because life,
Did terrible things.

Rise
KILL IT WITH FIRE

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Rise!
And open your eyes!
Look to the skies!
And see everything is falling down now!
Rise!
And open your eyes!
Look all around!
And see everything is coming down now.

When we talk,
We scream,
When we walk,
We run,
We don't know what's happening,
But we can tell,
It's the end.

So....

Rise!
And open your eyes!
Look to the skies!
And see everything is falling down now!
Rise!
And open your eyes!
Look all around!
And see everything is coming down now.

The light is dark,
And the summer is dead.
The sound is sharp,
And in the pain is loud.
We don't know what's happening,
But we can tell,
It's the end.

So....

Rise!
And open your eyes!
Look to the skies!
And see everything is falling down now!
Rise!
And open your eyes!
Look all around!
And see everything is coming down now.

In the end,
Who will tell all you know,
Who will listen to you in past?

In the end,
We're all just ants under the hand lens,
Running from fire and death,
Brought from the hand of the child.

In the end,
When everything burns in fire,
And everyone is running and screaming for mercy,
What will you do?
Who will you be?
Will join the army of the hopeless,
Or the renegade soldiers of the hopeful?


Rise!
And open your eyes!
Look to the skies!
And see everything is falling down now!
Rise!
And open your eyes!
Look all around!
And see everything is coming down now.


When it all ends in flames, where you will be?

 

[ShivaDF]

This doesn't have anything to do with your poems, really, but I have to say this: if you say your work is bad, people will not want to read it. And there's no reason to post your work online unless you want people to read it. So that's a problem. Self-deprecation usually works only when you've introduced yourself already.

 

[Talon]

This doesn't have anything to do with your poems, really, but I have to say this: if you say your work is bad, people will not want to read it. And there's no reason to post your work online unless you want people to read it. So that's a problem. Self-deprecation usually works only when you've introduced yourself already.

I see your point.
I always forget that sarcasm doesn't work online.
I'm terribly sarcastic.

The only reason I still have The Reaper's Identity on here is because I wrote it, and this contains all of the finished works I have.

I've been working on a great poem. I meaningful one. A creepy one.

I'm still doing this. I'm actually spending time on this one to make sure it's very good. I've spent maybe 3 months on it, and I don't even think it's close to being finished.