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    Quote Originally Posted by Xenonight2 View Post
    in the place of a human heart i have a gaping black hole
    nothing escapes

    a thought echoes
    a ricocheting bullet in my skull
    how does one address the angel of death
    in a postmarked letter

    a gravedigger knows
    that he can dig many graves
    but his is sweetest



    what else can all of you come up with? it doesn't have to be good, so don't be shy
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    Quote Originally Posted by Abhorsen View Post
    duby stahp.. just stahp.
    i did not write that??

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    Alone

    From childhood's hour I have not been
    As others were; I have not seen
    As others saw; I could not bring
    My passions from a common spring.
    From the same source I have not taken
    My sorrow; I could not awaken
    My heart to joy at the same tone;
    And all I loved, I loved alone.
    Then- in my childhood, in the dawn
    Of a most stormy life- was drawn
    From every depth of good and ill
    The mystery which binds me still:
    From the torrent, or the fountain,
    From the red cliff of the mountain,
    From the sun that round me rolled
    In its autumn tint of gold,
    From the lightning in the sky
    As it passed me flying by,
    From the thunder and the storm,
    And the cloud that took the form
    (When the rest of Heaven was blue)
    Of a demon in my view.

    Completely original, I know.

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    there was a man named Morgan
    who worked with dead bodies
    his wife was a mortgage broker
    the kindest woman he had ever known

    he went out on a boat one day
    seeking adventure
    his wife called him a moron
    for seeking adventure

    one morning when he was out at sea
    he slit his wrists
    because he missed his job and his wife
    he bled into the water

    can you imagine
    a more morbidly morose situation

    than a moronic mortician named Morgan
    marooned in a mortifying sea of maroon in the morning
    without a morsel of morale
    without a morgue or even
    a moral mortgage broker
    to mourn his mortality

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    meh dont really know how to write a proper poem but shall try.

    As i sit here.Cold and shaken from an overdose.
    Drunk from the bottle of gin.
    Thanking of death and the other side.
    Oh to steels edge. Oh to how you shall make me meet my fate.
    A simple incision down the arm. And a beautiful crimson red runs down.
    Tears of sorrow and years of pain.
    Legs are shaking.
    Eyes getting weak.
    Do you see it?
    Do you feel it?
    Mind drifting off.
    Mind is dead.
    To kingdom come.
    To your destiny come.

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    Today I woke up early.
    I did things through out the day
    The sun eventually went away.

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    A found a new friend, yesterday night
    and everything about her felt perfectly right.
    I pulled her out of her grave, to make her my slave
    that beautiful woman everyone else failed to save

    My new friend can't speak, and her heart beats no more,
    but at least she's not meek, nor too much of a whore
    I pulled her out of her grave, and swung here around
    that woman who used to rest in the ground

    In loving embrace, we return to my home
    in a room filled with lace, I take out my tome
    I pulled her out of her grave, to make her my slave
    and I cannot do that if she cannot behave
    a few words of magic and her soul I will save
    so neither she rot, nor need return to that grave
    and be by my side forever.


    I found a new friend, yesterday night
    today her eyes are open, and perfectly bright
    what used to be dead is alive again,
    and what felt like lead, is now warm and named Jenn
    an eternal companion without peer among men,
    a future made never, now forever.

    Unfortunately, I am quite far from perfect,
    and my magic is certainly not without defect
    so the girl that I pulled so gently from the ground
    must be put back before the bells of midnight start to sound,
    or else what she was, a beautiful youngster,
    will become a horrible, nightmarish monster,
    The beat of her heart, and and the warmth of her flesh
    retained only by her consumption of blood that is fresh
    from the veins of the man who gave her new life
    and told her she'd be his eternal wife.

    Given no option, I must strike her down,
    and return her to her grave with a serious frown
    year upon year, the result is the same,
    a killer and a princess, rekindling the flame
    and so I must wait until my magic recovers
    and up until that point Jenn must make due with flowers,
    but wait you and see we will someday find answers
    a means to unlock forever.

    Seasons pass, and flowers die,
    emotions amass and the ravens cry,
    I leave my cold home for the cemetery,
    where my dear Jenn is waiting for death's remedy
    I open the gate, and look for her name,
    now is the time to rekindle our flame.

    A found a new friend, yesterday night
    and everything about her felt perfectly right.
    I pulled her out of her grave, to make her my slave
    that beautiful woman whom I failed to save...

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