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Faces in the Crowd

April 8th, 2017, 8:03 pm

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Reply WiispNightmare, April 8th, 2017, 8:03 pm

We are all faces in the crowd
Some are quiet some are loud
We all have our stories to tell
If you must know you must listen well

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Reply WildfireK, April 9th, 2017, 9:54 pm

@WiispNightmare:

Face 1:
We are all faces in the crowd
Some look up, some look down,
Some board the trains, some wish for rain,
Some taunt the moon, some taunt their bane.

Face 2:
We are all faces in the sky,
Some will live, and some will die,
Some will write to fit their eye,
Some disguise as passersby.

Face 3:
We are not all faces in the crowd,
One stays home, one lays down,
One drives the train, one drives the rain,
One absconds the moon, one absconds their bane.

Face 4:
We are not all faces in the sky,
Some have left their face to die,
One has a scar over her eye,
A fake disguise to passersby.

Face 5:
We are equal, we are good,
But nobody ever has understood,
We only listen, but never know
My face was killed by the one below.

Face 6:
We are not equal, we are grey,
But nobody ever seems today
To ever listen, to ever love
I have faced the one above.

Face 7:
We are not equal, we are just,
I will not fight the ones I must,
I will listen, I will now,
I have been killed by the faces in the crowd.

Face 8:
We are not equal, we are light,
I will keep my friends inside,
I have listened, I have died
To the faces in the sky.

Reply WiispNightmare, April 10th, 2017, 7:11 am

@WildfireK: Face one
I am a face in the crowd
Though not important, I am proud
to help the others all around me
I'm told I have a glow about me

Face two
I won't be a face in the crowd
I will make my story, and shout it loud
That even the dead may hear my voice
This is my path, this is my choice

Face three
Pulled from the crowd into the shadows
Maker of blood, maker of widows
Cast out by birth, Outcast by name
I see no shame in the spoils of this game

Face four
Tortured by myself I hid in the crowd
I used to be weak, I used to be cowed
But then I stood up and I became a hero
But in doing so my health became zero

Face five
Thrust into a crowd that was not my own
At first I was angry, wanted to be alone
When sunshine danced in and rid me of pain
My uncontrolled power left me angry again

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