The malefice returns
And the shadows crowd the stage
We need a little time
To free ourselves from this rage
Not a thing that can be said
But when I have to…
Burn…
Burn out my eyes
Burn your towers to the ground
And throw the bones away
A vacuum of hatred
And your demise…I anticipate
Burn out my eyes
Destroy what I envisage
Burn out my eyes
Save the screen for me
…Burn…
Guarded flames burn through
Make the most of your crown
The gold will split
The jewels will spill
Author notes
The slipknot one
A contest entry
- Some options!!!! please check it out!!! by takemypainaway.
360 points, ended February 22, 2008, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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ok i see what your getting at here
good write its just not quite what i wanted
thank you for entering the contest...
--kat -
option in your notes please
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