One More Step


Darkened blue by the midnight mist.
Hits you as you enter the wall.
The journey is far from over, yet you see the torn outfit once worn.

Finding the missing bricks is your task.
Caught in the webs, changes night into day.
Below the belt hits trap you down.
Leaving agony as the pattern.
Using vices for survival.
Clenching Evil.
Breaking chips in the trail.
Knocking down the beast which be set you.
Hysterical ravings;
Percing chants of the dying.
Hoping for freedom of the mind.
Constant eruptions breaking down your defenses.


Copyright 1996
Mark J. Hall
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Asclum


With bloody strings, he walked leaving nothing in his path.

Rotting the lands, bringing everything to a close.
No more would life be real or imagined.
The stillness angered the mass of conceptioners to the brink of anarchy.
Bolting thier lives away to gain anon.
Striking with a volmiting strength, there was alas an end to a means.
With only a trickle of emotiom all was to be in the realm of depravity.
As the hand crossed her face to install a conscienceness to all that followed.
The keeper of benevolence would have the power to save the realm of reality.
A section to itself was the organism that could finish the task of Rali.
Suffering children made the crowds respond in learning.


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Mark J. Hall
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Last Time


Carry me away for the last time.
Suddenly our lives have changes for a good thing.
Tearing me apart.

You always looking at life through your heart.
Carry me away for the last time.
Floating downstream for all to see our tragedies.
As you act unemtionally, ripping at me.
On the borderline.
Creating the way you want it to be.
Teaching me all the way to see.
Carry me.
Carry me away for the last time.
Even down the avenue too cool to see the end of.
Bearing my soul and emptiness.
Only on the left side.
Letting you take leads of my demise.
Carry me away, Carry me away.
Carry me away for the last time.
As our lives change for a good thing.
For all to see.
Carry me.
Carry me.
Carry me away.
In our time we had it all.
I made it all.
Trying to draw you out.
Leaving it up to you to see for the first time what you can be.
Why did you take no time to turn your eyes against me?
Carry me away for the last time.

Carry me away for the last time.


Copyright 1996
Mark J. Hall
All Rights Reserved