Lost Lambs

                                                                    Lost Lambs

                                                                         By R.M. Brandon

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The face of death is rarely the serenity of old age. Picture instead the blank frozen stare of terror. Eyes empty, mouth agape in silent scream. Walk with me through the final moments. Venture, if you dare, into the hand of death. Before;Before the curtain fell. A high shriek pierced the night air. Part of the act to everyone, except the victim and her killer. 

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Summer's Kiss

She is the moonlight .
Licking the shore line of my life,
Soflty caressing the edges,
velvet upon sand.
The salt of her skin, crisp
As the ocean breeze,
Filling my lungs with
Her uniqueness.
Her smile, the sunlight to my soul,
Warming the depths,
Of lifes Abysal void.
Her voice quiets the angels on high.
Pure melody.
Her rythm; jazz
To my blues.
Her love, hotter than a wildfire in summer wind,
Igniting the forgotten passion,
Deep in this ice soul.
She dances in my eyes.
Flash of golden skin,
Our bodies rise.
She is all.
All Ill never be.
Everything,
She gives me.

(C) R.M. Brandon 2012

Battle Cry of the Dying

The dawn sounds the bugles cry. Another day begins in the battle to survive. Fight to keep going. Fight to stay alive. Fighting back tears from hazel eyes. Why. The battle to live will always be lost. Fight it we must. For the generations to come. Another day begins. The fight to stay alive. Tomorrow will bring a new sunrise. One day life will be more than just a fight to stay alive. (C) R.M. Brandon 2012

Tell me.

Take a look. What do YOU see?

Twisted Metal

~Lyrics in Progress~

Twisted metal
meets hillbilly king
through the front door
exploding fire on gasoline

 I'll be your crazy bitch
You fiddle playing fool,
They way you fuck with my heart
leaves my without a clue.

Rosin those lips
before you spit another lie
Then stand back,laugh
while razored tears I cry.

I can be your crazy bitch
 until sanity walks away
Beg for your salvation
make my feet do the same.

Crazy inside
Crazy with your lies
Crazy bitch  while she's laughing
under the bed she hides.

So many thoughts of crazy everyday
revenge would be so much sweeter
feel the blood drip off cold fingers
play that fiddle sweetie

Ill sharpen up my claws
Bitches like pain
Trust me
I can make you scream my name.

Crazy inside
from your web of lies
when crazy is gone
this bitch walks away

Cry on your fiddle
as I step on your heart
I'll be your crazy bitch
You fiddle playing fool
Are you ready
Let's make a fresh new start

~Lyrics~ (c) R.M. Brandon 2012