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Little Sisters' LullabyI will not scream, I will not cry,
I will not ask my Daddy why
these monsters try to make me sad.
I will not run, I will not hide,
I will not leave my Daddy's side
until he makes good all the bad.
I want to make my Daddy proud,
but some nights I still feel afraid.
Life is like the drops of tears
the lonely ocean windows sprayed.
There's sad ones splicing in our streets
and I sometimes recall a dream
of me, without bright glowing eyes,
so far above the ocean's scream.
I must not think; I must not try.
It hurts to always wonder why
Gamerverse Haiku 3Tiny prince, roll us
up in Katamari, so
we can become stars.
Requiem of the ServantThere's skin against the walls again
And sheepish sinners stumble in
To Silent Hill, and here I dwell,
For here the natives know me well
As Valtiel: the one whom She
Hath sentenced, both to serve and free
Your wicked minds from all your sins.
This town disgorges what's within
Your memories. And these I use
Like blueprints baring brilliant hues
Of rusted blood scraped over streets
And heart-hymns in aberrant beats.
Now in this mist let me assume
A metal mask; mark in this gloom
How sparks fly from this cleaver's edge;
How in recorded tapes you dredge
For truth, or hope, and all these lies.
I'll be the mirror you despise.
Or if you yearn to live and feel,
I'll fashion beasts of bone and steel
Whose mad mechanics twitch and strike.
Please notice how you're not unlike
These monsters; these children of you.
Your self, fashioned in skin and screw.
Two of SevenYour Scotty asked me for my autograph.
Is he for real? Or is he fake like you?
Is he your heart's stunt double? Will he laugh
When I warn him? What's an ex to do?
Well, I mean, besides becoming evil.
But every sell-out has his price. And mine
Wasn't hard to find. I want a sequel.
Beginning when I break your boyfriend's spine.
You cheated on me, broke me down, a rail
Without support, 200 steps of shame.
What am I now? A star that can not bail?
The second villain in this life's cruel game?
Or will your mem'ry vanquish us at last?
This mithril board; a number from your past.
One of SevenFlowers. It fits you well. A name designed
To pacify our minds. Did you know then
Back when we fought the jocks, when we combined
Our shocks and charmsthat I'd return again?
WELL BABY, HERE I AM! MATTHEW PATEL!
The FIRST love that you ever left behind.
And now I've got your Pilgrim in my spell,
and spectral groupies fighting for my mind!
I'm that one guy, whose email was ignored;
the Bollywood romantic from your past.
I can not leave until your heart's restored
the balance of our loneliness at last!
Or is my dream too foolish to unearth?
Is two dollars and ten cents all I'm worth?
Gamerverse Haiku 2Call me Proto Man:
A whistle, then red armor
On a faulty core.
From the UnitologistsIssac Clark, you tortured soul,
you could've made your lover whole
againa part of Altman's dream;
a blended voice within the scream.
And yet you stand, beyond your prime,
to break our hearts a second time,
with life and limb we all forwent
to consecrate our discontent.
And how? With weapons made to mine,
while in your memories you find
no gem of value? Nothing pure?
Can you be trusted?
Are you sure?
Red PreludesThe Kanto region opens wide,
accepting children and their ways.
are lurking in the grass and waves.
Elements within your hand
at your command
will wage their all-consuming wars
against those who against you stand.
And as the scores
of victims struggle at your feet,
The League itself prepares retreat
while new nations unveil their shores.
Show Johto what you have in store.
Bowser's SonnetThe Mushroom Kingdom steals away my heart.
Two plumbers will they send, clad red and green,
like fireballs to sear the levels clean
And tear my humble family apart.
Crushing down my weakest troops to chips,
rebuffed to even slow their reckless pace,
these monochromed invaders leap and chase
my Koopa children from their homes and ships.
In lava have they cast my body down
to melt into oblivion alone
so many times, a victim in my home,
dethroned without my blimp or queen or crown.
Till in the night, their borders do I breach
once more, to liberate my priceless Peach.
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