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Red Death's Tune
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Red Death's Tune |
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DarkProphet New Member
since 2010-01-13
Posts 6 |
This is a poem I wrote during my English class as we went through the short story call "The Red Death". Its basically a story about the Black Plague. This poem is about a specific thing in the story that represents what the story is about. You will understand 100% what this poem means if you ever read this story. But if you haven't, i hope you can still enjoy it! . The bell begins to toll Echoing across the hall Bringing a silence to the whole Taking eyes to a single wall Bewildered is their stare As still as statues they stand Stammered as if with no air While time moves through the sand In the desecrated room Lies the home of the sound Resembling the look of a tomb With a clock always wound Hands strike the hour of noon Emanating from the Pendulum The Ebony Clock rings its tune Always turning still their hum |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
very nicely done DarkProphet |
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