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Bodies rotten, the dead forgotten.
Tortured souls, missing holes.
Painful love, is God above?
Your hate thrives, your tongue lies.
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by Julie
at 2008-08-14 |
Rating: 4.76
Votes: 33 |
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Wandering these halls,
An unbreakable barrier exists within these walls;
Five years have passed, in this never ending hell,
Detained by my home, my castle...my damned cell.
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by Timothy
at 2008-08-14 |
Rating: 3.20
Votes: 5 |
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The child lies in a morgue pretending to sleep,
Whilst the mother sings a broken lullaby,
Like the moon hiding behind the winter clouds,
The feeble mourning hides a hollow goodbye.
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by Silver J
at 2008-08-14 |
Rating: 4.33
Votes: 3 |
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Darkness all around me
surrounded by all the hatred and fear
when will i see the light in this place?
and feel its warmth upon my face
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by Mari
at 2008-08-14 |
Rating: 4.12
Votes: 25 |
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Up in my room
scared as can be
yet no one understands
how much fear is inside of me
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by DEpReSsEdCuTtEr
at 2008-08-14 |
Rating: 4.72
Votes: 29 |
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It was getting late
But a friend and me wanted a scare
So we went to the movies
Where her boyfriend would be there
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by Andrea
at 2008-08-14 |
Rating: 4.56
Votes: 18 |
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Sweat is pouring down my face,
in this sweltering hot place.
It's dark, but lit by embers of light,
fiery coals lighting up the night.
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by Dandy
at 2008-08-14 |
Rating: 3.11
Votes: 9 |
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Curiosity, Wonder,
Love, Destaster
Owners, emporors
My dark master
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by Lacey Dark
at 2008-08-14 |
Rating: 4.00
Votes: 1 |
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Welcome.
Come on in
To my garden of shadows
See what grows within
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by Amy
at 2008-08-14 |
Rating: 4.74
Votes: 19 |
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A Tale From The Dark Side
By Mark Spencer
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by Robert
at 2008-08-14 |
Rating: 4.17
Votes: 6 |
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The wind carries the howls of pain,
Far across the land in vein,
For no one cares enough to help,
For no one cares enough to help.
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by Poppy
at 2008-08-14 |
Rating: 0.00
Votes: 0 |
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Every night when i cry.
I see you standing in my room,
Watching me,
with eyes no-one else can see.
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by DewiSri
at 2008-08-14 |
Rating: 3.67
Votes: 3 |
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A King So Strong
A Kingdome Great
All Crumbled Down
For Love's Bitter Sake
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by Josephine
at 2008-08-14 |
Rating: 4.00
Votes: 1 |
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In the mist of night
You'll hear my call
I'm coming for you
Coming for your all
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by Broken
at 2008-08-14 |
Rating: 4.50
Votes: 4 |
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I walk the busy streets
alone
at daylight
got no one
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by Gothic Angel
at 2008-08-14 |
Rating: 4.67
Votes: 3 |
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So I sang my song
of lament and fear,
of the very thought
that we'd never be near.
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by Sean Allen
at 2008-08-14 |
Rating: 5.00
Votes: 1 |
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Fire dragon burning hot.
Ice dragon, on frozen wings it flies.
Duel above the mountains,
And over the castle's skies.
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by Fireflower
at 2008-08-14 |
Rating: 4.00
Votes: 2 |
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Hearken to me, beast of beasts,
Before the morning light intrude!
It is near midsummer-nights eve;
Our blessed interlude.
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by Sean Allen
at 2008-08-14 |
Rating: 0.00
Votes: 0 |
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The field is large,
An open valley where 20,000 men fought;
The echoes of cannons blazing, muskets firing, and men screaming still exists,
The men and boys had killed each other with only patriotic thoughts.
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by Timothy
at 2008-08-14 |
Rating: 0.00
Votes: 0 |
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Standing alone.
They already killed the Queen.
The Pawns in this game are ready to go.
Ready to defy the King.
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by Daniel Solomon
at 2008-08-14 |
Rating: 0.00
Votes: 0 |
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It was an experiment in time travel,
That is all it was supposed to be.
How could we know what we were getting into,
Or expect the horrors we would see?
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by Tom Watkins
at 2008-08-14 |
Rating: 4.50
Votes: 2 |
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He creeps in the night
he has no life
just simply a weapon
one with a knife
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by Abcede
at 2008-08-14 |
Rating: 5.00
Votes: 1 |
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Silent are the forlorn scarlet roses
Who watches the gold-tipped butterflies
Elegant creatures of poem and prose
One of earth, one of sky.
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by Gothic Angel
at 2008-08-14 |
Rating: 4.00
Votes: 2 |
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There is a martian in my head.
I think I'll call him Fred.
He knows many things from here to Plartoon 5.
He has come to find out how many earthlings are alive.
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by Orion
at 2008-08-14 |
Rating: 0.00
Votes: 0 |
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The moon was a ghostly galleon, tossed upon the cloudy seas.
The wind was a torrent of darkness, among the gusty trees.
Only one girl stood, waiting, for something that would never come.
An Armageddon, she was creating, for she had powers like none.
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by Ferris
at 2008-08-14 |
Rating: 3.00
Votes: 2 |
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