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WORD'S OF A MADMAN
Blood Blood all around....
Blood Blood all over the ground......
As the wheels of time begain to grind.....
I sit there and try to unwind....
As i sit there and watch the world turn......
So deos the worlds stomich chern.....
As every one begain's to run....
I sit there and stare at my Bloody gun......
BY Ben Stegman IMSIGHT OF LIFE
There iz a place where the restless soul's wounder....Berden by the weight of there own sadness.....They wait for a chance to set the wrong things right....Only then can they be reunited with the one's they love......sometime's a crow show's them the way......Because sometime's....Love iz stronger than DEATH.........
FROM A INSERT IN THE MOVIE (the crow city of angels) THE PAST
As time passes so deos are past but as are life get's older the past look's like a mirror looking us in the eye's as we reflect we shater as we try ta destroy the image that we have looked at every day once the day turn's gold and show's you a new world of non stop action and once you step into this....Brave New World...you destroy the mirror by walking thru it and you walk beside alien's that all come to this new world from across the abyss not knowing from once they came from liveing in a lie not realizeing the dead sespool that they arose from but with the needless will ta live wether it be that they have awoken up in a world a HateBreed or that they are still asleep haveing a nightmare within a fantasy of death but as time pases they see the truth within...realizeing that they are asleep and in a fantasy because every day they walk to the one's they love....their freinds....their colleg's...their family....they realize that life haz made them what they are today and that they can never break the bond's of time fer every one of them that got raped....hurt....lost a love....beat up by loved one's......and tryed ta take the pain ta a end of time by trying ta end them self's have yet to realize that all thru it all you have been liveing in a new world of memory's ...of your choseing and that the one's of the past made you the person you are today wether it be not good or just flat out great you are who you are ...no more...no less.....and you can call me freind...family...lover..because i shall hold your hand on the way down the road until you can walk on your own.....................................................
by Ben Stegman FANTASY
Fantasy's......what do they realy mean.......Every day we live....waiting.....waiting for are fantasy's to find us....to live the fantasy that we allways dreamed of.....but when you finally find it......what do you do....what do you say.......or do you know if this fantasy iz what you realy wanted......and once you finally find it....do you want it.....or deos it want you.....what deos a fantasy really mean.......Live day to day in hope's of some thing that you have allways wanted......but in realality never really wanted just thout you did.....they can bring you to act like some thing you are not.....they can even make you lie.....they can make you kill......but they are just a cheap thrill........But as the open your eye's you realize that you are allready in a fantasy.....You are in the real world......The world of wonder......to mold as you wish........Many people dream of money, Love, Sex, as many women and men they can get their hand's on......But in the end is it all worth it....when you got it do you wish that at time's it would just all go away.....And then see how it made you.....and how thru it all you realize.....I never realy needed it at all.......i allready got all i need from life.....and that make's me happy in my own way........So why for some thing that was not even realy there......Some thing that was not realy apart of me.....Some thing that iz just......just a FANTASY......
BY Ben Stegman 
SHADOW'S GLARE
Every day that i walk the street's.....
Every day you look at me and think.....
You think you see me but you do not.....
You see what i want you to see......
What your grotesce mind want's to see me as....
But you do not see me....the real me......
Every day i dress the way i want talk the way i want and act the way i want.....
And you never like what you see.......
Because you see me as you want to see me....
Every day i see you eye's looking upon me....
Looking at me like you want to kill me hurt me and just yell out FREAK!!!!!
But you do not see me.....you see me as you want to........
Because i hide myself.....hide myself from this evil world ....the world i so hate.......
Not because i fear what you will see but that i dont want you looking at me.....
Because every time i show the real me and how i might be you stare........
I hate you stare's.....i hate you......because you hate me..........
But i will not give into your wish's....i will not kill myself......
Because i feel meening because i show few people the real me.....
They do not run they do not laff they stare......but not stare like you.......
They stare with love and careing within....not dismay and horror........
They talk to me talk about life.....and instead of them stareing ....i do.......
And as they talk to me day to day they dont yell FREAK!!!.....they smile and call me freind
Makeing me happy....makeing me worm...makeing me no longer......
The Shadow's Glare
BY Ben Stegman THE NIGHT'S HEARTBEAT
You walk the day liveing in bliss because you dont know nothing.....
You party....you laff.....you dance....and you work....
But you dont know what's instore for you........
You dont know what you night hold's for you.....
What secret's it hold's for you to find.....
As the sun die's and the moon is reborn.......
They awake and walk waiting for you......
Waiting for you to think it is all safe.....
Time for you to party have sex or even sleep thinking it is all safe....
But there is some thing for you dont not see....
It's time for them to fest .....muuuHAHAHA....fest on you.......
The spirit's of the night follow you in lust......
But not in lust for you or your body.....but in lust for your blood......
Lust for your soul....the blackend soul you posses.........
They walk beside you as human's but they bite you as god's......
The immortal's you never see but allways feel touching you......
The creation's that fest just like you...but they dont like what you do......
Because they hate you......because you hunt them to death.......
But too bad for you they are allready dead.......and they need you to live.......
And then they act just like you......
Use some one for one reasion then toss them out the window........
So why do you hate they are just like you but just more of a human then you.....
for they might hurt but they show you the truth they show you what they want.......
What they dezire and tell you lie's they tell you the truth that hid's in the night.....
And as you begain to die and your heart stop you ask why....because in a way you made me.....
Because you ignorde what you seen you ignorde the night.......
The Night's Heartbeat...........
BY Ben Stegman 
EVER ENDING BLAZE
As the fire grows
I stare...
As the fire dances
I stare...
I watch and listen
I laff and learn...
I learn about its life
As it tells me about mine...
It shows me the path i walk
It shows me the path i past
It shows me what was and never were
It shows me what i have gained and lost
It shows me....my life.....my death
It shows me the madness within
Love for one...Hate for another
It tells me to go one way....but
Will i go that way ....should i go
What should i do...should i go
Or should i stay......
And like in fear,Hate,and Love in this ....this...
EVER ENDING BLAZE.......
BY Ben Stegman MIND
Agggggg......whats wrong with my mind
Every day it talks to me
Tells me stuff to do....to say
But is it mad or happy
Whats wrong with my mind...
Every time i speak to any one
All i see iz me spitting on you...
Or me punching or trying to kill you
Whats wrong with my mind
What deos it meen....
Is it showing me how i feel
Or how it feels
What iz wrong with my mind
Why do i feel this
Why do i see this
Is it me or is it you???
Every day it shows me love and fear
As well as abger...but why so much
And if i hate so much why iz there love....
Why iz there love for you
What did you do to make me this way....
Why in this life and time you do this...
How did you do this.....when did you
Or was it me did i do this.....
Or is it just my mind playing
Playing with me....
Showing me life of love and hate
Aggggg whats wrong with my....my....
MIND....
BY Ben Stegman SEE YOU WHEN YOU GET THERE
You are scared
But then you learn...what am i to be afraid of
As time passes you see many new faces...
Some come...some go..
But they are still there
No matter where they are
You know they are there....
In side they smile...outloud they say hi
Day to day they die...but do they??
In your everyday life...in your dream's
They are there smileing....
Some sorrow or morn their death's
Some throw a party for the life they lived
But they are not gone...they wait
They watch because they know one thing...
No matter how long it take's
They will see you in the the future
They will see you when you get there
If you ever get there....
By Ben Stegman
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