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Rain of Fate
Rain Of Fate
Covered-up war crimes redefine: white lies
A campaign speech ended with “Fire at will.”
Our votes become compromised
Prioritized pipelines run through Mother Nature's eyes
As a S.W.A.T teams closes in on the protesters for the kill
Our freedom is not recognized
Quarreling over greedy desires / selfishness is earned
Money sets lives on fire / Morals are governed
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The lies told to me by my Teachers
The lies told to you by your Lawyers
The lies told to us by our Police Officers
The lies told to everyone by the Prime Minister
The sins of our fathers
The prayers of our mothers
The tears of our sisters
The blood of our brothers
A man-made cycle of life and death
Joining a religion; and abiding by justice
Living life as if it was a life sentence
Made-up answers to made-up questions is all we will ever get
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The last tree burned
A campaign speech began with “My name is Unforgiven.”
H
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Literature
Living My Life
Behind my flooded eyes-
Reality secretly drowns
At the deep end of my heart's tide-
I break down without a sound
Smiles are simple masks-
Strength is an excuse
Weakness is a perfect act-
Scars are permanent proof
I portray a solid statue-
But my insides are ruined
I would only end up worrying you-
If you witnessed my tears blooming

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I couldn't reach for your hands
Your love was always a depleting solution
There is no future with you while I live in the past
Your forgiveness never stood a chance against my self-discrimination
Old wounds consumed / Memories of you
Dreams became immune / Fears remained true

I had to let go of your essence
To truly become lost
I deconstructed every one of my reasons
Because the last nightmare couldn't be fought
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In front of my divided lies-
Illusions slept silently
Above my soul's strife-
I wept for you endlessly
My cries recited multiple stories-
Of when moments were perfect
My pleas failed to rewrite tragedies-
The causes crumbled afte
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Literature
A Glass Warrior
A Glass Warrior
The Sword:
Accurate, is the deliverer of thy last breath
Steady, are the hands that control death
Quick, are the decisions that commence
Life itself is put on hold
When war wages between reapers fueled by greed and hope
And freedom is at stake when the hidden beasts are provoked
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The Shield:
Watchful, are the eyes that hide behind flawed masks
Careful, are the steps that keep a calculated distance
Fearful, are the walls that withstand every gory experience
Time is protection's worst enemy
As the hourglass of the mind empties
Prevention to all except the desolation of my serenity
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The Armor:
Imperfect, are the mortals that fight in thy name
Defective, are the stains that inhumanely remain
Broken, are the stories that retell of the suffering and pain
Scars became a metaphor in an instant
When my soul exiled its innocence
As I wa
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Literature
Reflecting Illusions
Convincing skies reflect my dreams
Translucent mirrors mimic my visions
Revealing only what I want to see
Erasing runaway thoughts of opposition
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In this perfect world of mine-
I am in complete control
There are no illusions of wrong or right-
For the filter to reality is my own
Stereotypes are nonexistent
Thus, there is no swift judgment
And there are no moments of hatred or resentment
There is no shame! / There is no pride!
There is no pain! / There are no lies!
Serenity is the number one priority
Hearts have full immunity to adversity
And tears have yet to be given an opportunity
A home where promises aren't broken-
And people aren't taken for granted
A place where discrimination is dormant-
And hope is freely handed
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My eyes paint the desired
An infinite radius is my canvas
Fantasies continuously transpire
It's an art form that defines: unpretentious
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Literature
The Maze
The Maze
Divide reality from illusion
Forwards is backwards
Separate belief from redemption
Success is failure
Where shadow crosses light
The ground meets my face
I'm surrounded by lies
The truth is too far away
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Hope is this-
...Virus
Faith is this-
Injustice...
Pain is this-
...Shameless
It's just another dead end / It's filled with emptiness
This is death's discontent / Resenting life's rhetorical existence
Fear is this-
...Shapeless
Chaos is this-
Feverish...
Peace is this-
...Blinded
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An infinite cycle mocks
Turn after turn
The timelessness cannot stop
As the same path is reborn
An unstable prisoner drowns
Lost inside my own encrypted mind
The way out can never be found
In this maze called “my life
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Literature
Apart
Apart
I couldn't see the consequences-
As I tried to trust my heart
I just couldn't resist-
The blind love that ceased my wars
Helping me let go of the struggles-
That I foolishly held in my hands
I freed the thoughts that quarreled-
Tears fell in order for me to stand
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Truth can be the worst enemy
Lies can be the strongest ally
Harmony isn't immune to tragedy
Because you made a myth out of your apparent humanity
Mistakes can never be renamed! / Scars can never be erased!
Compassion is used as bait! / Two sides to every face!
A piece of peace is caged! / Watch the bridge burn away!
I'll desecrate the meaning of “passion”
You redefined my every moral
There will be no hesitation
I won't need anyone -anymore-
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I ignored the risks-
Of handing over my hope
Killed by a kiss-
Turning my world to stone
I believed in your deceit-
And I fell too hard
My mind endlessly screams-
As I...s
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Literature
Dreaming Of Blood
Dreaming Of Blood
I lay solemnly asleep-
Crimson droplets rain down
The heavens are weeping for me-
Releasing all the tears that I won't
I'm cradled by the secrets from within
And the promises of hope that I'm afraid to sing
Along with those memories that bring me to the very brink
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My closed eyes peer up at the sun-stained sky
Painting a portrait of a desired life
Yearning to feel what it's like to live without strife
As my unconscious hand reaches for a trustworthy knife
I open myself up for the first time
And experience my body shiver and cry
A RED RELEASE! / A LIQUID SCREAM!
A CHAIN UNLEASHED! / A NIGHTMARE FREED!
Casting away the years of past consequences
I hit rock-bottom many times before- so I'll do anything to become painless
I temporarily let go and stop another era of darkness
And I can feel once again from acting so careless
I consider it harmless if I survive my own carna
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Literature
The Spoils Of War
The Spoils Of War
On continents- Wars have been waged
And bad blood as been shed
In countries- Leaders have been made
And some promises were never kept
In towns- Peaceful protests have been planned
It was just another way to fight against
In cities- Raging riots have been started
Because they were fed up with all the bullshit
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There are established governments
Who are supposed to be for the people
But they continue to make corrupted investments
It's just a group who exercise and taint their freewill
We have soldiers we praise and soldiers who shock us on the news
Some fight for their nations and some fight with their titles that's abused
We have police officers who serve and protect, but there's also dirty cops
Each one has a reason but some are just in it for the money, which is never enough
There will always be another side! / There is always another face to hide!
Greed is in cahoots with pride! / Envy and wrath devou
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Literature
A World Of Gray
A World Of Gray
The dull sun glares upon our society
On this meaningless morning of today
Reflecting each others hypocrisy
Transfixed on each others gaze
Think-headed and relaxed
Nonchalant and vexed
Practicing the art of being ungrateful
Portraying the act of an imbecile
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Some say that it's just life's cycle
As they lie through convincing smiles
Feeding false information
Teaching faults from past generations
There's all different kinds of people
Who carry around different kinds of evil

My skin turns to stone! / My blood turns to ash!
My heart I disowned! / My sins drown in a mass!
My organs turn to dust! / My sight becomes colorless!
My thoughts start to rust! / My cruelty becomes careless!

I don't know where we went wrong
The future's history can't be undone
Though it can be prevented
Spare the guilt of countless resentments
We have to decide on the decent choice
And watch the noise that comes form our voice
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The dim moon smiles upon our possibilities
On this poten
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Literature
Inner Demons
Inner Demons
Silently peaceful
Praying for the prey
A saint so blissful
Don't let the old scars awake
Chaotically graceful
A storm of rage comes my way
Idle hands yearn to be unfaithful
Even the heavens won't feel safe
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I am my greatest fear
I am my own worst enemy
The glares I give myself are fierce
I barely hold onto this false harmony
My twisted thoughts flicker / The acts of a sinner
The silence of a confessor / A secret held forever
The madness took over / Becoming hell's harbinger
I am the lawless; I am executioner  / This is my will; this is my terror

I hated my own reflection
Knowing the truth behind the lie
I destroyed my own protection
I tore down the walls in my mind

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Beyond hateful
The light has darkened
A past so painful
Forcing fury to descend
Exceedingly beautiful
No more trespasses to repent
I am the child who became spiteful
I have been devoured by my inner demons
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Literature
I'm Soaring Now
I'm Soaring Now
This is a different level of fear
It's wounding my truth and morality
It's strong enough to bring me here
On the edge of life- peering over to serenity
It's not impossible to grasp
But it's typical to assume
The last breath is the fact
That after death- peace will follow soon
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Countless flashing memories
Crossover swiftly
Ready to be set free
From this skin of...treachery
Fade/Fade/Fade
My scars peel off
Erased from my sight
The remains become soft
So this is what...innocence feels like
Wake/Wake/Wake
Destiny is somehow connected
Fate deems to be natural
The circle of the two is perfected
The beginning to the end is...peaceful
Raise/Raise/Raise
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I offer and accept my own form of mercy
Before I miss out on forgiving the vulnerable side of me
Splitting and fusing fragments of calming memories
I would like to believe my life was somehow worthy
My tears have aligned wi
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Literature
My Darkest Hour
My Darkest Hour
I've become lost
In my sundered reflection
I've finally crossed
The line of desperation
I sense something sinister
Something that is beyond cruel
My tears seem to hinder
Ready to break down soon

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The darkness is always waiting
To rule / To conquer
To swallow / To devour
To return / To overpower
The shadows are always lurking
As I cry / As I weep
As I beg / As I plead
As I fall / As I grieve
The blinding fear is consuming
-
My anxiety-infected veins pour
I'm beyond weak
I don't want to be afraid anymore
Let me bleed
This is the only way out
A perfect exit for a coward
No longer am I bound
I couldn't survive my darkest hour
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Literature
Dreaming Of Tears
Dreaming Of Tears
Weary-eyed
Weakened to the very core
Traumatized
I can't endure this anymore
I'm going to black out
And be transported to a realm
Where my screams don't make a sound
Hate keeps me bound while I leave my fears to drown
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I loath the days without rest
I despise the nights of endless stress
Though I can't settle for anything less
Because lower than this is death
It's like living and sleeping within tortuous realities
Even though I'm unconscious- there is no such thing as rest for me
No one knows how powerful my dreams can be
No one knows all of the graphic images I've seen
Dive into the ocean! / Swim through the thorns!
Let your pain open! / Allow your skin to mourn!

The memories start to fill
Then time stands still
A level of this kind of guilt
Is more than enough to kill
I don't know whats worse- my dreams
Or all of the secrets that I keep
It's hard to believe
This is what I call 'sleep'

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In these impure waters
I bathe in the pools
Those of a coward
Who
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Literature
My Invisible Life
My Invisible Life
Chest piercing
Pulse bounding
Barely breathing
I'm praying
On the surface of anxiety
I'm weeping
Getting used to this melancholy

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They said...
They said...
They said...
They'd always be here to help
But instead...
But instead...
But instead...
I've always only had myself
I regret...
I regret...
I regret...
Opening the gates to this hell
It spreads...
It spreads...
It spreads...
And the screams are revealed
Tears shed...
Tears shed...
Tears shed...
I let my sorrow and resolve meld
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Sight fading
Body numbing
Emotions withering
My desires are overtaken
I know this isn't right
But my lies weren't convincing
So this will always be my invisible life
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Just felt that I had to write this as I have been dealing with some major events and changes in my life.
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We need to let our children know that they are loved..that they are beautiful..they are intelligent..with faith in themselves they will
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I spent the entire day with him, and I feel like I'm 10 years younger. My face hurts from smiling so much. We laughed, we sighed, we stood silent, we stared, we spoke with a kind of certainty that I didn't know existed.

We shared stories that haven't been shared with anyone else. We learned a lot about each other. It's a special connection that is new and still in early development. I cherish it so much that somewhere in me- thinks that it feels wrong.

We all feel doubt. It's hard not to doubt aspects in everyday life. I doubt myself because I don't trust myself.

I can't help but question this type of happiness that I'm currently experiencing. The only one I don't doubt- is him. Out of every small detail involved in this, I never once doubted him and everything he has said.

I know I blind myself from the other side of the coin.

Why question something that seems good from all angles? I don't have a decent, clear answer for that.

Time didn't seem to exist today- with him. We spent eight hours together, but it felt like a different quantity of time.

All I have are questions that aren't definite. I only know that spending time with him helps me survive another night.

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Eric Walker
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Canada
I'm a writer who combines literature with graphic design. You will see the majority of my deviations with cover art. To manipulate and also create, I use Photoshop CS5. I know my method of showcasing my artwork is a touchy one. A lot of people on DA just save something from google and attache it to their work without any permission or consideration of the owner. A lot of viewers assume that I do the same, but I don't, and I hate being put in the same category with those types of deviants. I am merely using everything in my arsenal to upload worthy material for users to read and admire.

I have been graphic designing since 2006, and I have been writing since December 2007. I self-published my own 40 page poetry book in the summer or 2009. It is titled "Living My Life, Behind Hollowed Eyes", and it was surprisingly successful. All copies got taken within two hours. I didn't sell them, I just announced that I had a book printed out, and whoever wants one can have it for free. In my eyes if the books didn't get taken, then it would have been a failure.

Present day- I am working on multiple book projects to do with poetry. My second project got started in 2010, which is titled "Broken Wings Unbound: I'm Falling Down / I'm Soaring Now" has undergone numerous changes to match my ever-evolving style of writing.
My third project which got started in late 2011 is titled- "The Other Side Of The Sky" and it's more concentrated on positive aspects of life, whereas my other projects are mainly dark.
My fourth project that got started in early 2012 is titled "The Prodigy's Suicide" it's a more raw type of poetry. Dealing with a touchy subject and the elements within it. I started the fourth one when I first started going into therapy, so therapy is what this project was birthed from.
My fifth project, which is mainly new, is because of ceasing therapy, it got started in October of 2012. It is titled "Skin of Stone" it is what I like to call my improv style of writing. Writing a piece within one writing session, beginning to end, in one shot.

With the closures of some of my books just looming around the corner, I have started two new book. 2013~

"Trials Of The Mind" deals with heartbreak and soulache. It also deals with thoughts of pure love and passion. This book is dedicated to a special someone who shall remain nameless.

"Divide The Divine" will be more out-of-my-style kind of writing. Lets just say this book will be something even I'm unfamiliar with and unsure about. More information to come on this matter.


:iconsurvivingnights: - "Broken Wings Unbound: I'm Falling Down / I'm Soaring Now"
- "Living My Life / Behind Hollowed Eyes" (The Darkness Never Dies remix edition)

:iconrecoloringlife: - "The Other Side Of The Sky"
Miniseries - "Old Friend"

:iconimmortalizedlies: - "The Prodigy's Suicide"
Miniseries - "Into The Realm Of Screams"
New book - "Trials Of The Mind"
New Book - "Divide The Divine"

:icondreamsdeprived: - "Skin Of Stone"
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I spent the entire day with him, and I feel like I'm 10 years younger. My face hurts from smiling so much. We laughed, we sighed, we stood silent, we stared, we spoke with a kind of certainty that I didn't know existed.

We shared stories that haven't been shared with anyone else. We learned a lot about each other. It's a special connection that is new and still in early development. I cherish it so much that somewhere in me- thinks that it feels wrong.

We all feel doubt. It's hard not to doubt aspects in everyday life. I doubt myself because I don't trust myself.

I can't help but question this type of happiness that I'm currently experiencing. The only one I don't doubt- is him. Out of every small detail involved in this, I never once doubted him and everything he has said.

I know I blind myself from the other side of the coin.

Why question something that seems good from all angles? I don't have a decent, clear answer for that.

Time didn't seem to exist today- with him. We spent eight hours together, but it felt like a different quantity of time.

All I have are questions that aren't definite. I only know that spending time with him helps me survive another night.

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Spitestar Featured By Owner Sep 2, 2015  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Happy birthday!
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erco71 Featured By Owner Jul 4, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
thanks so much for the fave as well Eric appreciate it:)
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you should check this out and tel your watchers,

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all the entries are aMAZING and don't have nearly enough recognition, i'm not a part of it but i'm glad i chanced upon it
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BlackCatWhiteWolf Featured By Owner Dec 18, 2013  Student General Artist
Finally finished it. HEre you go-- youtu.be/5Xu5NsxR6EQ
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Happy Birthday!
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