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You must read this with a male voice,
a booming male voice…
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Short poem inspired by the game of Silent Hill, and what arose from my crazy brain.
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after a while
you begin to see
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Jungle heat crouched on hinds
Locked in by foreign hands.
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Let us journey through a man...
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The music's not a melody
It's flowing, molten ecstasy
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Don't look at my thighs with your hungry eyes,
I'm much more than a feast for a beast!
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OCD is hell for all who have it
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Take another breath, sigh
Relax the mind and body
by Kia Tenshi
31 lines, 3 comments,
on Dec 24 6:53 PM 2007. In thoughts, weird, psychological, dark, emotional, mind, pain, secrets, life
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"I'm not sick at all," he said
"You see, I'm really quite sane.
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He had a monster, you know.
I could see it, really I could!
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Waxing moon and evanescent smiles
Ocean Waves, and devils gone wild.
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by Synthetic-Nightmare
67 lines, 10 comments,
on Oct 12 7:14 PM 2007. In dark, fear, pain, horror, psychological, violent, thoughts, emotion, imagery
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Dear Ms. Psychatrist:
Don’t think you know about me
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Marry for love? Thou fool!
Love is a ether
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I fell on graceless tides of pain
standing out amid the rain
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No. I didn't want to. / No. I didn't have to. / Why am I listening? / No. There was no point. / No. I couldn't do it. / Someone stop me. / No. I tried to stop. / No. I didn't listen. / No control lef
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The bat sat perched on the edge of the roof like a gargoyle. / Inside the eaves of the asylum, the ravens cawed maniacally, while the madman, his face scrunched up against the bars of his window, bayed at the moon.
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What is on your mind? / Can I entre, can I see? / Shall I correct my grammar, / and be a psychological bee / that crawls into your psyche, / and messes with your brain / Quid Agis, Quid Agis / what shall I as
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What is it like / To be that poem / The one that everyone has read before / The one that even you know right now / That you could recite /
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These curtains are faded, and shiney / The colour still vibrant in the hidden folds / Like a taunt - hidden from the light, /
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you're lurking in the shadows / memorizing the outline of her face / you get ready to make a move / as you watch the water that her fingers trace / / you're painting a pretty picture / of her inside your mind
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The young man finds himself alone / The voices in his head begin to drone / Heartbeats not sounding like his own / / This young man is trapped / The pain he hides has him scrapped / / His fault is in the fear
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Fantasy or not
Experience...
Munching food
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There's this little place i go inside my head
by
25 lines, 2 comments,
on Apr 15 9:27 PM 2007. In psychological
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This is a very penetrating, dark psychological poem... readers beware this is very disturbing and semi graphic and contains dark content...
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