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    If I should die 3 x’s, then so be it

    Take me as the sun risesWhen the night discards meWhen the mind is between worldsWhen the moment comes, I will feel you, it will be the endTake me at noonThe heat scorches the fleshBeads of sweat trickle down to...

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  • Common Thread

    woven insanity brings us togethermending the dreams once lostreality a road traveled foreverforge a course forget the costin search of the holy ghosti find myself digging deeperan alien seed barren hosti'm not big brothers keeper united by a spiritual forcefor...

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    • I can imagine it being played. This is good, Damian
      Tangle in self-denial ==Woo that is truth

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Fia. So glad you connected with the lyrics my friend. That was a good line, I had so many though in this one. One of my all time favorites I ever penned. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • So glad to see a familiar face, loved your work on DU

    • Your a great poet/lyricist. Nice work here Damian.

    • Damian, I sense nuances of a spiritual battle. This made me think. I love this.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Alexandria. So glad you connected with the write my friend. There was in a sense, the inner conflict that goes on inside my head. The proverbial devil on one shoulder and an angel on the other. Good vs. Evil, Light vs. dark, etc. I think we all have a spiritual battle going on inside, as well as in the world. That’s just my opinion though. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mary. So glad you connected with the write my friend. That was a belief of mine when I wrote a lot of my lyrics, I always wanted a glimmer of hope to hold on to. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Could see this being a kick ass song. Great ink

    • I swear, you’re able to write in a way that it’s like you’re writing my thoughts or feelings. There’s an undercurrent of spiritual searching in this that I think could be a finding of self. Which is about the deepest of spiritual journeys we can undertake. It feels brooding but with light glimmering through it. Truly gifted you are, my friend

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with these lyrics my friend. I told you, we’re kindred spirits, we think and feel very similar on a lot of issues. It was spiritual, I was always searching for my identity, I knew I didn’t know everything at that time. Mistakes would be made, but I wanted to understand why humans hurt each other, why I got bullied in school, I wanted answers. And not some flimsy excuse being substituted for truth. I always instinctively would put glimmers of light in my lyrics, because deep down I still tried to have hope. It’s really hard to do since I’m pessimistic by nature. lol. This was the one song I thought could have been a hit. I mean big hit, gives me goosebumps good. Joey G, always called this song, “The Ace Up His Sleeve” hit. If needed he’d always say. Had a little Lindsey Buckingham vibe. Personally, I’ve grown to believe over time that it was a carrot to dangle. That was deep… Thank you for such an awesome compliment. Appreciate you.

        Damian

  • Behind The Door

    wishing for one more tomorrow silent dreams laced with sorrow everything is broken beneath the lies what you stand for i despise praying for the slightest change all these emotions we rearrange everything is broken past your mind all alone and walking blind   i’m innocent..   this passion burns  deep...

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    • hello Damian good morning I could connect with your lyrics a very powerful song 💕

    • A heartfelt write! Well done, Damian!

    • Powerful work, my friend.

    • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Duende. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It was sung really heavy in that chorus, ended by a nice growl on “Door.” It was a great song in my mind, too bad I never had a copy of the recording. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mary. So glad you connected with the write my friend. You’re spot on. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • GREAT!! Wonderfully pieced & constructed. This deserves a bookmark.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Keith. Honored to make the book my friend. This was some of my better early stuff, indeed. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • The way you wove through this, highlighting a sense of being dragged along & out of control…whether in your mind or in the world, really weighs heavily. That repetition of being locked in creates a weight that is palpable. Powerful piece, my friend

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with these lyrics my friend. It’s still one of my favorite pieces, these were lyrics I was proud of, when they got music it was a warmth I can’t explain in my heart. I still sing this forgotten song, just to remember it. The guitar riff is faint memory, there is enough there to remember how I sung it. This is a song, Joey G, would never let me have my own copy of. I’m not going there right now. lol. He pisses me off to this day on certain issues. If I had a copy, I would have shared it proudly. Instead it has a home on some old hard drive somewhere, never to be heard. Sorry, about the tangent. lol. I missed your commentary, you get me stirred up sometimes. lol. Appreciate you.

        Damian

  • Marching To The Grave

    i will embrace deathwith open armsslowly losing my breathfleeing from all harmsend me on my waylet’s march to the gravetake my meaningless life awaythere’s nothing left to save what is the meaning of lifeto live is to die marching to the...

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    • We’re all marching to the grave. Great piece my friend.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Keith. So glad you connected with the write my friend. We are heading that way, but this was written in the angst of my teenage world. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • The seventeen-year-old you were going through it. This is really good to be penned at 17

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Fia. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I went through it many times in this life, but the teenage angst in me always went for the jugular. lol. Well, 17 year old me smiled inside, and said thank you. He never thought he was the bees knees if you know what I mean. lol. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Superb work. Powerful.

    • Shades of the future Damian DeadLove. 🔥

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Alexandria. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Teenage angst sometimes made up for the lack of experience I had when it came to writing back then. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Pretty deep thought for a 17yo to be considering the inevitability of death. Seems the art of poetry & philosophy started young for you. In my experience the general emo trends of the 90’s facilitated my poetic curiosity. It’s fun to read my own teenage writes but I’ve not been brave enough to share from that far back even with editing. 😝 ha! I didn’t have your level of skill at 17, though. Kudos!

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Ruby. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I was pretty angry at the world at 17, not that my attitude has improved much since those days, as far as the world is concerned. I started at 14 or 15 yrs old. I would turn 18 a couple of months after writing this one. I started out trying to write Hair Metal lyrics, they were horrible and I would never share them with anyone. We all start somewhere, Ruby. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mary. So glad you dig the lyrics my friend. I just realized today that I was better than I gave myself credit for, I’m my own worst critic. lol. I think all writers are that way though, we hold ourselves to our own high standards. My biggest problem was I never took time to appreciate what I was doing, that’s something maturity brings for sure. Thanks for your continued support. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • From our first breath until the last, we’re marching to the grave. But what we do in the interim…ah, that’s where it gets interesting. I did a quick math check & it tells me that I am only 5 years older than you. I remember these feelings at that age. A friend once told me “Girl, you do morbid so well!” Even at 17 you had vision & rhythm. And the evolution was so worth the journey to who you are, my friend

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with these old lyrics my friend. No way, everybody used to say that about me as well. I was morbid or dark, because I questioned authority or why us humans do what we do. Glad to know I wasn’t alone my friend. You’re much too kind, but it’s nice to hear anyhow. lol. Appreciate you.

        Damian

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