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by J Macabre
32 lines, 10 comments,
on Mar 4 5:10 AM. In Horror, Gore, Dark, My own style, Death, Weird, Abstract, Adult, Macabre
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Sneaking through a shodowy lane,
creeping up the storm drain,
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Raging beneath the surface
There lies the battle
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For now and eternity,
Death waits for no one...
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"Pure eyes, blue like a glassy bead You are always looking at me
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I saw you today Looking so happy
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They say you can go deaf in the silence
Shall we find out if its true?
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She turns to dust and is blown away by a chilling wind
But its too late...
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Never give up, Never give in, Just keep moving on, and you'll find...
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Unique I am,
Quite and antique,
by Annabella-Rosalynne
89 lines,
on Nov 3 9:37 PM 2008. In Pain, Dark, Fantasy, Love, Weird, Horror, Macabre, Murder, Unrequited, Monster
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The ravenous monsters in the back of my head Have been sifting through brimstone and thickening sulfur,
by JoeyAbsentia
23 lines, 1 comment,
on Oct 28 1:34 PM 2008. In Personal, Dark, Love, Loss, emotional, sad, horror, macabre, angst
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Enter the ballroom and be swept away
By figures in all colors and shades
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Let's light the candle over me
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Slice open the cold surface, Rip out the icy insides,
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Empty eyes staring at nothing, Ice cold skin freezing the colorful ground,
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“Obsession” is a word that most can understand
but it has a different meaning when it infects our life.
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Unfortunately long, quite graphic, I'd appreciate the read and will return all favours.
by VoltaicHypnosis
218 lines, 6 comments,
on Jul 11 5:26 AM 2008. In Contest, Dark, Horror, Gore, Macabre, Evil, Sad, Sick, Psycho
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Walking the shores in the fading light
my shadow stretches, dark as night,
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Darkly, tendrils of mist grasp at the night
weaving a blanket that covers all light.
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I'll play the magician
you play the assistant
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Every second of every day I hear glass shatter and plastic melt against the flames. Red slabs of muscle reign.
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Nocturna Violina
Fate plays eternally,
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Intoxicated as usual, the town drunk stumbled on.
It was a dark and foggy night, still hours before dawn.
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I wake up in night, the sweat is on my brow.
The clasping hands of fear are still with me now.
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Slain
Unaccompanied in crimson
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It was freezing
A bone-chilling cold made to paralyze lungs
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Part 1
Behind a run down warehouse,
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Ms. Negitive? Ms. Sparky? They're not real. Just masks is all. Like the ones you wear around the holidays or in plays. But, you don't just wear them then. You wear different masks every minute of every day.
Think about it
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The battlefield is empty now / except for the shattered trees, / ruined artillery, / and stained lumps that dot the ground. / The victors have withdrawn / to salute their fallen brave, / the defeated / to m
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Surging viciousness of glowering eyes / Gutted pieces of penetrated insides / Decorate the ground below a moonless night / Lost in the dark
by tony1kanobee
29 lines, 2 comments,
on Jun 19 12:06 PM 2007. In Dark, Death, Macabre, Black, Darkness, Blackness, Shadow, Lightless, Dark Age
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Love is in the air / The curtains of winter / Have parted / For one brief moment / And spring shows us / A slice of thigh / Never miss an opportunity / Not in New York / And when such an opening is given / O
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I have become convinced / That the House is alive / And attempting communication with me / A pressure at the back of my head / Makes me tur
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by J Macabre
37 lines, 2 comments,
on May 17 4:23 AM 2007. In Horror, Dark, Thoughts, Anger, Hate, Personal, Angry, Self, Macabre, Adult
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Boats are rowing: Wait, please stay! / Save me, take me far away! / I see you leave, I know there's space / Where you can move and I can place / Myself to save just one more life. / How many will you save tonight?
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Whaddya take me for / whaddya take me for / whaddya think me for... / / The one eyed penis cried tears / that watered the seed, / Sun House, the heat / will burn your e
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With a knife behind my back What do I spy?
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And the hopes of you to drown in velvet rouge Draining your charcoal outline away
by Lace Nightmare
27 lines, 3 comments,
on Jan 21 3:37 PM 2007. In Dark, Angry, Hate, Extreme Hate, HATE, Death, Macabre, More HATE, Personal
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Stare into the Maw that is Suicide You May Look but Not Truely See Eyes of Those in Oblivion
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