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the blood river

Contributed by the_fallen on Saturday, 2nd October 2004 @ 09:02:18 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



I look up in the sky
I see blood flying around
People and demons are fighting
Demons attack the children
A child in front of me screams for help
As the demon attacks him
I stand there looking at him
His blood flies at my face
But I continue to stand there
I hear screams of help
They’re calling me, the people
But I continue to stand
When it was all over I was only left standing
Covered in blood surrounded by thousands of bodies
I go to the river to wipe of the blood
And I look up to the sky
It was red, filled of blood
I carried the bodies and put them in the river
I realize that I was alone
And that the war wasn’t over
Only the battle was
I look down at the water and saw a demon’s reflection
I look up in the sky, but saw nothing
Then I realized I was the demon
I grew sad as I saw whom I really was
I walk into the river of blood
I though it was a dream, but it wasn’t
I chain myself in the ground of the blood river
And forever I wait in the blood river








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Re: the blood river (User Rating: 1 )
by Vicxy on Saturday, 2nd October 2004 @ 09:12:44 PM AEST
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I think ya got the right idea but might wanna work on the flow of it... and maybe not use 'blood river' as often, it takes away from the drama :D


Re: the blood river (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Saturday, 2nd October 2004 @ 11:12:31 PM AEST
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great write. has much potential.




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