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Through the mist a looming figure,
Creation of god, most awesome giver,
A fearsome monster
chilled as a cocktail,
All hands on deck,
the engine's about to fail

The waters calm before,
now scream thiundering in fear,
off wreckage interrupting their silky surface,
and metal shards in what once was clear

The waters with their surface black and foamy,
watch as the mighty monster
immersed in waters, that now seem loamy,
tears apart this insolent intruder

Death's a mercy,
pain is hell
Only hears the sound of terror,
rings not the angel's bell

Save our souls they cried,
Their death was in mercy
before the pain they died,
the monster it felt pity

Collision was first,
then calamity
As hell began to thirst
Satan's fiery city,

now filled with ice and water and stone,
debris of steel and iron,
torn human flesh and crushed human bone
No ambulance, no siren

The waters swallow one and all,
Blackness reigns once more
Moonlight it shines on water's silk,
all along the unseen shore

Monster of mystery, such power, such greatness,
Some call it the iceberg though most fear to name,
Such a wild creation of nature and god
merciless to trespassers, never to be tame

Girls Have no Heart?

One of my friends comes up to me one day, and says, “I tell you, girls have no heart… none whatsoever!” in this extremely hurt and angry voice.
“Fine”, I say, “and you say that because…?”
“Because,” he replies, “they play with love”
“And what do you know about love?” I scoff, very amused by this topic of conversation.
“ I’ll have you know, that I’m extremely well-informed on love!” He exclaims.
“Of course, and that’s why she left you!”
“She didn’t leave me because I don’t know about love, she left me because SHE doesn’t know about love!” He cries indignantly, “She said she loved me! She said she would NEVER leave me! How could she then just walk out on me?”
“She just walked out on you? Just like that?” I ask
“Yes! Just like that!” he wailed, “Girls don’t know what it means to say ‘I love you’! They just say it because they don’t want us to feel bad! Its not like they truly mean it!” Now he was completely tear-stricken, his head in his hands.
I mean it hurt, to hear him saying things about girls, even though I’m sure he knew that I was one!
“Okay, maybe she didn’t know the meaning of love! How can you expect her to? She’s only fifteen!” (Okay I wasn’t really sure how old she was but I guess I got it right!)
I didn’t think this would make him feel any better, but it was the truth, and he had to face it sometime!
“Then why did she say she loved me? Why? When I told her I loved her, why didn’t she just tell me that she didn’t?” He cried
I guess some guys will always be drama queens (or kings)! It doesn’t make sense though; these people claim to have found love, at age fifteen… how? Okay it probably is possible, but how do you know its love? I mean hearts may break at age fifteen, but there’s a whole life ahead waiting to be lived? Why brood?
I suppose it was her wrong in saying she loved him, but when a guy tells you something as intimate and meaningful as “I love you”, you can’t dismiss it! Its either “I love you too” or “I don’t love you so what’s the point going out?”
Those are, honestly the only two choices! According to me anyways, I’m assuming this post’s going to be pretty controversial, and if it isn’t… then I’ve got it right!