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A blank canvas
void of soulby ears2hearyou 82 lines, 21 comments, on Aug 12 1:06 AM. In Dark, Contest, Contemporary, Death, Anger, Society, Humanity, Wicked -
Death sounds of a simple whim,
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But through all that is left
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darkest embrace of love and lust
long gone but forever lingeringby FallenGoddess 16 lines, 1 comment, on Mar 9 11:47 AM. In gothic, goth, dark, depressive, sad, wicked, lovely, freewriting -
in the stillness of forest primeval
the lengthening shadows hide a -
Evil lurks where we do not know and often moves with the living to put on a show .Beware in the rentals and the homes that the owners quiby storiesuntold 95 lines, 11 comments, on Jun 16 7:05 PM 2008. In Wicked
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By the Devourers of Darkness!!
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i work and work, got grease on my shirt the wires i'm working got volts, i like to flirt
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My first poem =]
give me advice on what i should fix or do =] -
The dark Decay of my Mind
(down that path)by Troublette 13 lines, 2 comments, on Feb 8 1:42 AM 2008. In Wicked -
The Living and the Carcass The living is full of wisdom; the carcass is full of wisdom to be gained.
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Talons grasping at our lungs / Clenching, ripping / Blood spills / Drenching our crucifixes / Hearts pound / Gasping, choking / Our reflection / Washed away / Corpses / Ground under stone / Beneath
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i stab ya 30 timez now its time to revive / meditate, elongate, now through a knife in yo eye / bring it back, use the wicked forces / ride away, as you stay skewing blood, / in the path of the 3 men riding horsesby jackpotskater 77 lines, 2 comments, on Jul 11 7:56 PM 2007. In Dark, psychopathic, Killing, Wicked
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If you plan to see this musical and don't want the basic plot revealed, I suggest you not read this poem.
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east side juggalette's
everybody knows we are all tha best -
east side juggalette's
everybody knows we are all tha best
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