Dark Poetry #4 |
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Artofmark Junior Member
since 2006-07-12
Posts 41 |
Moving quickly, doth death through the night's wind Seeking one's soul consuming thy breath Standing aloft thy bossom Entralling all beneath his feet Thresher cleaving as thou they are wheat Darkness and gloom his ambience shrounded by deceit souls weaved as loom just or unjust death comes without a choice he comes unwanted no face no voice |
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Sorrow Member
since 2006-06-14
Posts 83Ireland |
I like the way you make this characther sound like the essense of evil. It's a very haunting write. I like it! |
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cherrys_rule Member
since 2006-03-18
Posts 442 |
I like the whole poem, I just don't like the meaning behind it. Yeah death is unwanted but yeah I don't know what I'm getting with this so don't read this....... But I thought it was very good other then what I said up above... just don't even bother reading that. |
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