Rainbow Collaboration
My song escapes me,
The indigo flakes me.
My heart of silver and gold.
My mind, it breaks me,
The violet flakes me.
Do I ever do what I'm told?
Your voice escapes me,
The ebony flakes me.
Your heart of silver and gold.
Your thoughts try to rape me,
The black, it flakes me.
Do you ever do what you're told?
Our love escapes me,
The red, it flakes me.
Our hearts of silver and gold.
Our souls embrace me,
The passion, it flakes me.
Will we ever do what we're told?
Today Was the Day
Today was the day,
It rained throughout the heavens,
Today was the day,
It rained throughout the earth.
Today was the day,
Rain doused the fires of all hell.
Today was the day,
I ran through places I'd never seen.
Today was the day,
I didn't feel the sting of worldly pain.
Today was the day,
I caught a song between my ears.
Today was the day,
The demon said he loved me.
Today was the day,
The angel didn't appear.
Today was the day,
Apollo kissed my tears.
Today was the day,
Artemis killed my fears.
Today was the day,
Yesterday seemed like a nightmare.
Today was the day,
Tomorrow seemed like a dream.
Today, today was the day.
The Fairy Jubilation
Deep into the forest,
Down past the trees,
Is the fairy jubilation.
No longer captives,
Free little nymphs,
Dance in celebration.
Deep into the forest,
Down past the trees,
Past the fairy jubilation.
Still remain captives,
Three little nymphs,
Long to be part of the celebration.
Adella, the youngest,
With ankles chained,
Cries out in fear,
“Save me!” she cries,
“Let me go free!”
Her captor hears her cry.
A snap of her neck,
A short pixie scream,
Adella lives on no longer.
Deep into the forest,
Down past the trees,
Past the fairy jubilation.
Still remain captives,
Two little nymphs,
Long to be part of the celebration.
Erek, the eldest,
Bound and gagged,
Struggles to be set free.
He kicks and he moans,
“Let me go free!”
His captor hears his cry.
A slash of his wrist,
A short bloody scream,
Erek lives on no longer.
Deep into the forest,
Down past the trees,
Past the fairy jubilation.
Still remains captive,
One little nymph,
Longs to be part of the celebration.
Ty, the forgotten,
With clippen wings,
Wishes to not be alone.
She weeps in her sorrow,
“Let me go free!”
No one hears her cry.
Fairy suicide,
A knife to her heart,
A short pixie wail,
Ty lives on no longer.
Deep in the forest,
Down past the trees,
Past the fairy jubilation.
None remain captive,
Three little nymphs,
All massacred,
Never to be part of the celebration.
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