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The Sorcerer
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The Sorcerer |
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Jason Member
since 2002-07-31
Posts 72Macon, GA |
in the night's darkest hour in stillness, in silence I stand unleashing my sorcerous power your will is mine to command I call you forth, my slave arise from your dark abyss for I, your Master, craves the taste of your blood upon my lips kneel down here before me look up into my ice-blue eyes the cold you see, with clarity you will feel along your spine your sleeping form I leave at peace 'tis within your dreams I am found hunting you without surcease you are the fox, I am the hound Jason Daniels (originally published under my pseudonym Jason Darkthorne,in 1999, as an answer to a challenge.) Practiced in the Art of Perception |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
I thought it looked familiar.  It's aged well.Said if I only could ... |
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PoeticGoddessOfDepression Member
since 2002-07-02
Posts 439I am everywhere |
hmm... Very dark...and different. I can't say I've read many poems like this, but I hope to. -Sara |
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Temptress
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL |
"I call you forth, my slave arise from your dark abyss for I, your Master, craves the taste of your blood upon my lips" This one always did just make me shiver.  I remember hearing this one out loud once our twice. Its wonderful both ways. Here is a trip to the top for you. I will not bend to the cowardice of a silent judgement. [This message has been edited by Temptress (08-14-2002 01:52 AM).] |
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Moon Dust
since 1999-06-11
Posts 2177Skelmersdale, UK |
I liked this so much its interesting in a dark way If your afraid of the dark, then why did you come? |
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