Where I dwell is considered on Earth to be hell
Flaming HOTT with you shall
I share
Just where
My where abouts are?
Where there is more Urban Legends then colliding cars
Urban I am located "wurdplay" a Legend shines brightly like HEAVENS stars
Is HELL really HOTT?
A thought to think or not!
In the mist of night
You hear whispers of sorts thats not tooken lightly like sports of Boxing fights
Bets set the tone of that whisper through your mind, that leaves you in sleep to dread
No camp fires still bodies melt like marsh the stinch of them thats found dead
News Report open front pages of death read
Totals up like the Opera Phantom fear spark amongst to the only subject about which
every one talk
Missing is she then he from a case nutty that stalk
Eerie from our Lake
In a confused state
Was it his abs, her SEXXii switch as in those heels she walk
That missed them from getting out lined in chalk?
In a house abandoned neighors always swearing its haunted
Hearing of stairs that sound like up them that Phantom creep
No mail in ages in that mail box ever wanted
Stories told to children make it hard to sleep
Fact or fiction
Drug of choice...fear or is it an addiction?
CSI's come in camera's start clicking
A whispered lie or a tale of that tell something true
Passed down like tradition
So why try to fix a tail thats not broken
Fear without going into deeper depth has your minds open
To my suggestions having your own thoughts to you feel so strange
So potent
Like war so horrific the fear factor feels like one in the same
If every heard
Verbally a word
You feel shame
Paralyzing your body pass the state of shock
From rumor to truth strangely I bring Urban Legends to Suburban blocks
Read in print without the demons you take my words to surpass Super Natural
No morals beyond Gothic
If televised this horror you all would watch it
So bloody yet so tempting your thinking it but not saying stop it
Urban Legends maybe truth in them but how can one live to acknowledge it
No magic
Simply tragedic
Careful as you leave your drive
For how you left you may never again arrive
Home or near it alive
Thanks to all that allow my deepest thoughts of fear to survive
In one breathe death has become an Surburan Legend how in years past yesterdays my "wurdplay" in minds still connive...
A contest entry
- -x- Urban Legends -x- by xxRainbowDawnxx.
435 points, ended May 10, 2008, 8 entries
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Comments
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omg...this is such a wonderful way of describing the urban legends...it's horrified not to know if you will arrive back home when you leave your drive isn't it???
But I think I'd better think not to much about that because than I would always stay glued on AP's poets...and tell me..who says nothing will happen to me than
Great poem dear friend
I truly love the way you write them...
XXJeannette


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DOPE STUFF
Dope lyrics...I like the way you've structured your lyrics...They give the reader a chqance to create a flow for themselves while reading 'em.
Sometimes we find urban legends as stories interwoven with fat lies and no facts at all, but some can be soberly true. These are dope lyrics bro...Thanks a lot for sharing...Shalom



