Teen Poetry #6 |
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Down The Left |
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Darkness Member
since 2002-10-17
Posts 202The place just beyond my eyes, where my spirit flies. |
Down the left(clue!)isn't the real name of this poem. The real name is hidden in the poem somewhere. Just see if you can figure it out. ![]() Resist this house Over the hill, and past the Oblong trees Memories of murder from one room where, Occult and torture Never ceased and souls Ever last within its walls Everything is wrong Leave this room, At least try Even though its too late Vapors seeping like dead fog Evaporate... They're in you now Never will they let go. [This message has been edited by Darkness (11-14-2002 01:27 PM).] |
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palmerj Junior Member
since 2002-11-06
Posts 30Coxsackie, NY |
i know i know! but I wont spoil it for other ppl =) |
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Darkness Member
since 2002-10-17
Posts 202The place just beyond my eyes, where my spirit flies. |
Oh so you think you've got me all figured out huh? We shall see! ![]() |
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