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crimsonXnails
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since 2008-02-10

Posts 108
dark/little/heavan.:*:.

0 posted 2008-02-15 06:52 PM

hey guys,
this poem is based on a dream i had a little while ago, so sorry for the cut off ending. i had to wake up some time. any way, you can be expecting more dream inspired poems... i have lots of dreams(XxForever.BrokenxX knows what i'm talking about! lol). enjoy
!Tracey!

deep in th woods
where there is no sky,
stands three young girls
obsessed to die.
three young girls
with each a song,
to unlock the ground
where they belong.

one single girl
with firey eyes
and every night,
in pain she lies.
always hoping
you'd spill your beer,
so flames can spread
and kill her fears.

the second girl
can't take advice
or stop herself
with blades of ice.
she knows they just
melt at her wrist,
hot with her blood,
she can't resist.

and number three
with a weeping soul
in the night lake,
black, and cold.
no one sees her
tears in water.
her dying breath
has left it bitter.

deep in the woods,
walks a kind young boy
bringing presents
of suffering joy.
the three young girls
recieve their gifts,
laugh with delight,
and run quick and swift.

the first girl, with
firey eyes,
recieves a matchbox,
and then
she dies.

the second girl, with
all the lies
recieves a a steel dagger
and then
she dies.

the third girl, with
a watery disguise
receives a large stone
and then
she dies.

the kind young boy
benieth the trees
is blown away
in the summer night breeze.

he looks for more,
fools to decieve
as he floats high above
who will believe?

the kind young boy
looks down upon,
the young girls' graves
haunting the dawn.
as the sun rises
up over a steep,
the night falls apart,
the boy goes to sleep.

in a dark cave,
the kind boy lays down.
and out of the light,
without a sound,
the three young girls,
with dead, goastly speck.
kiss the sleeping boy
on the back of the neck...

if you can touch me, i know i'm still only dying

Falling rain

Member Elite

since 2008-01-31

Posts 2178
Small town, Illinois

1 posted 2008-02-15 07:28 PM

wow i love this poem. because i dream alot i know what it all looks like *sniker*. i like the girl number three with her watery eyes. idk why but i just like her...yes i know im weird like that.....

forever*wishing
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since 2006-05-29

Posts 178
where my heart is

2 posted 2008-02-15 09:40 PM

wow.
i really liked this

nice

there's more to living than being alive

~Anberlin

hunnie_girl

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since 2006-06-18

Posts 2567
Canada

3 posted 2008-02-16 03:13 PM

wow this iz a really strong, deep poem... I loved it Tracey!!
Krysti

RenaissanceRomanceRunsRed
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since 2007-06-11

Posts 1062
In Love <3

4 posted 2008-02-16 09:04 PM

wow- i wasn't going to read the whole thing at first but you sucked me in and i couldn't just read a little, i had to see how it ended, it was so morrbid and wonderfully done.

-Kate

and in the daylight i miss the nightmare- but deathly fear it in the dark of night

crimsonXnails
Member

since 2008-02-10

Posts 108
dark/little/heavan.:*:.

5 posted 2009-01-10 07:00 PM

hey zack,
the girl with the watery disguise is actually someone you know... da da DAH!

if you can touch me, i know i'm still only dying

XxForever.BrokenxX
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since 2008-01-20

Posts 891
Neverland

6 posted 2009-01-10 08:11 PM

i love this poem..i really do.

Miss.Emmalee

"Who the **** are you?!!?.. GET AWAY FROM MY LIMO!!"

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