see them march in there dark parade
see them smile, lifes a facade
wacth them dance and twirl around
all you hear is that dreadfull sound
they will smile and laugh and play
as they drag your bodys away
see the horde of joyous dead
an hunger that can't be fed
as you sut and listen to my song
they will be here before to long
here they come like a wave of sin
try as you might you can not win
so why not sit and hear my play
you have made your last mistake this day
welcome to my circus of dread
you are now one of the mirthful dead
your soul is now a part of my group
now yout bodys is part of my troup
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an old poemmi just found. would like to know what you think.
tell me what you liked and what you didn't
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I really like this poem. Good flow and the imagery is outstanding. Hope to see more where this came from.
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this was good, has a very nice flow to it. it also has a good sense of imagery.nicely done
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The images invoke were certainly ones I am familiar with. First stanza, does not rhyme(?) facade(is pronounced fa-saud), other than that and a few spelling mistakes I liked it.
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its interesting though not really that gruesom. you will get better keep writing.
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wow this is a really good poem
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i love it babe. it's awesome.
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thanks that meens a lot comeing from you <3 =3
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