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Undead
Contributed by
leshaya
on
Tuesday, 23rd August 2005 @ 06:55:05 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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We get no respect
but only at day.
I am part of what's called "they".
Religious mortals
shake in fear
as night draws near.
We must walk in day
to avoid science,
they call us a "defiance".
No mortal will ever understand
this soon will be
our land.
We are damned,
but not by choice.
We all listen to the booming voice.
We are told
what we behold
is an ancient way.
We cannot fight
or we will pay.
In mortal eyes
this life is bad
but they do not relize
its all we ever had.
For we were chosen
to be sired
now we live
as age old vampyers.
- Leshaya Night Arcana
Copyright ©
leshaya
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2005-08-23 18:55:05]
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Re: Undead
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by Archie on
Tuesday, 23rd August 2005 @ 07:17:54 PM AEST
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| I think you watched Constantine before you wrote this you poem has a similar style and verse |
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Re: Undead
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by KarlaMarie on
Thursday, 25th May 2006 @ 05:55:47 AM AEST
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Interesting- yes
Dark - yes
Did i like it- Yes
:) good on ya
KarlaMarie
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