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Dark Death Poem (Not finished) Laying dead, Betwix Sticks Hiding behind the brick mix. Children up to evil tricks Sees the red and takes a lick Nothing more then blood that pours From the body and to the floor Creatures playing with the gore Hidden behind the locked door Stay quiet cant be seen mischief of the unclean Tricks cruel and obscene Grins taking an evil sheen Taking your blood filled breath unfit child meet with death Take him to the very back Here things are cold and black Body crippled from the attack Limbs cut and laying slack Body laying in tiny bits Stifled laughter in little fits Such darkened misfits

Posted by: Keero_Tashimi Wed Feb 07, 2007 @ 10:43am

~*Alchemist and Dreamweaver*~

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Commented on: Tue Feb 13, 2007 @ 06:40am


	When I read this, I can see a obsanity towards the death of something you hold dear, taking it on yourself like a loud of weight to bare.

Commented on: Tue Feb 13, 2007 @ 11:46am


	I.. I never realized that at all..... But.. you're right....... You're completely right...... (and here i was simply after a twisted little rhyme..... (and its starting to creep me out a little...but.....what you say... makes...perfect sence.....))

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