Dark Poetry #4 |
Terror |
PainBaneChaos Member
since 2003-10-17
Posts 150The point of no return |
Idle ramblings.It's that kind of day. Demons court my every move, twirling tales under full moons. Whisking me away on whims, manacles on heavy limbs. Bracelets turn to shackles hiding my moments of poison. Stars glare down with accusations too horrid to define. The wind howls out its irritation at my unholy, unbidden intrusion. I shiver at the darkness pressing in on me like knives. Howling in the distance, things around me bringing flies. I bring my knees up to my chest, as well as chains allow. To keep my tainted flesh, from touching putrid ground. Blinded in the night, starting with every sound. [This message has been edited by PainBaneChaos (08-18-2004 10:42 PM).] |
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brezee Member
since 2003-06-02
Posts 140 |
WOW! I can't believe no one has replied to this yet! haha now I can see where your vivid thoughts could make you have nightmares! although it may be ramblings for ya, I think it's really neat....it's like (mwahaha!) graveyard-ish. I likes! you should keep rambling and posting lol. nice job! ~*brezee*~ |
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Manth88 Junior Member
since 2003-06-15
Posts 45IL, USA |
Hey, Nice write, hope to see more!! !^*Manth88*^! |
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PainBaneChaos Member
since 2003-10-17
Posts 150The point of no return |
Yet again, Thanks you muchly. I feel so loved when people reply, and for a while I thought this one would go unnoticed. Thank you both! |
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spritrider87 Member
since 2003-05-31
Posts 294NH |
Wow+awsome+speechlees=???? whatever it equals is what i feel this was so good. and you have gotten into my head once again. your good. lost and afraid i am calling out to you light angel. |
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