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Suburban Life

Contributed by parkman on Thursday, 8th April 2004 @ 03:34:36 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

Suburban Life 1- a quiet house

It's not her fault, she was born that way
A long time ago, on a bleak rainy day
Her twisted looks, her tormented mind
Came from her father, he was one of a kind

Her mother shone beauty, a virgin was she
Until offered to him, and his seed he set free
She carried the child, for nine months long
Until finally that day, the devils daughter was born

The mother she screamed, the father was pleased
What was this evil, into the world, she had unleashed
Religious she had been, a woman of God
But now her God, was the dark lord

The daughter would live, life in the black
And here she would stay, kept in the dark
Locked away from mankind, locked in a cupboard
In a small house, in a small city suburb

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Suburban Life II- evil unleashed

She's been in the cupboard, twenty-one years long
Now she has power, she's grown strong
Her fathers been feeding her, keeping her alive
Devil worshippers met, plans for her were contrived

Getting out of her prison, she will now be freed
And at night, on souls, now she shall feed
Bringing Gods people, down to their knees
Making her father happy, him she will please

Evil unleashed, such a powerful tool
Her strength will keep growing, the world she will rule
Her seed she will plant, all over, throughout
She'll get to me and you, we better watch out

************************************************

Suburban Life III- on her way

She's on her way, getting closer each night
Moving in darkness, avoiding the light
Feeding her lust, with souls in her way
Hearing their thoughts, as with minds she does play

She rips bodies apart, no blood to be shown
And drains out all energy, pumping up her own
Leaves them all lying, broken where they fall
Like stringless puppets, or a broken doll

Moving on now, she's near your house
It's no use hiding, like a mouse
Your mind she will clear, take your soul and heart
Then you'll just be, another pawn in her pact

Copyright © parkman ... [ 2004-04-08 03:34:36]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Suburban Life (User Rating: 1 )
by Cynthia on Monday, 19th April 2004 @ 03:21:16 PM AEST
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I can't believe you didn't get any comments on this. I thought it was a very good read. *S* Cynthia

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