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Dance for me dead. / Undead. / Dance. /
by MagicaI
65 lines, 1 comment,
on Jun 29 9:15 PM 2007. In Dark.
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A dark room calls out my name, / And a siren calls upon the beauty / Of death that sings all around me. / I betray myself to the calls / Of her wishes and deny myself / The will to stop myself from / Slipping, sl
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i hated you for being the person your not. / cheap illusions for cheaper thrills. / crying alone in the dark of my emotion, / i want you to rebuke me, tell me to be strong. / but as usual you have people to impress.
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Time has passed, still no return. / Facing the past, your image now burns. / The more I see, you fall again. / Lie's to me, you need to pay. / Turned away, I see you now. / A distance away, stay in the crowd.
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The name they gave her shan't be spoken, / The spell she's under can't be broken, / Looks like seven, Soul of twenty-two, / If you stay after hours she'll come for you. / Instead of barbie dolls, she played with
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I'll warn you from the start,
Anger me, and I'll tear you apart,
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My bones are broken, / I can't see clearly, any longer. / My heart has stopped beating, / and I'm barely breathing. / You wore me out again, / used me and threw me out, again. / My hands are cold, and I'm not sure
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Walking these deserted streets of a lonely hell, / Searching for my angel, the one from heaven fell, / Fighting demons of doubt and filling
by Victus
13 lines, 3 comments,
on May 14 1:41 AM 2007. In Dark.
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Misery; / A part of me. / Treachery; / A part of me. / Lies and deceit; / A part of me. / A living lie; / A part of me. / A darkened soul; / A part of me. / A broken heart; / A part of me. / Misery;
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Everyone shows their evil side every once and a while
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Darkness overtaking her again.
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Your smiling face is instilled in my memory, The picture could never be more clear.
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An average valentines day in which i cry myself to sleep
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In the darkness we come out to play
The graveyard stairs are our pathway
by Scrunter
19 lines, 3 comments,
on Feb 14 1:23 PM 2007. In Dark.
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This is another poem that is slightly saddening to me.
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Speak! Tell of your Escape, Of your return to Life.
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When the world is no longer enough, Who will you turn to for deliverance? -
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The mistake of the hunt changed him. A single innocent life caused the death hymn.
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Why do you hate what you can never have, why do you loathe what you can never be,
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The night my younger brother died My father sat like a hunchback,
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I try to tell her time after time hes not worth anything and not to give up everything
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I should… Hurtle my face to bits For never choosing to be salient.
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I could feel your hazel-green eyes on my back as I turned away from you that day, as I got further and further away it felt like the grasp
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Rattle across the solitude, Morose integrity,
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