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My DeMoN
Contributed by
Gimpie
on
Thursday, 14th October 2004 @ 10:53:04 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Something new from dead flesh crawls
Rising up in search of brawls,
Stronger than the body first
Tortured with a vengeful thirst,
Fingernails to slice right thru
Razor sharp and made for you,
Eyes of red to pierce the night
Dagger teeth lust for a bite,
Bones of concrete-none can harm
Breath of ice to end what's warm,
Shadows hide and watch with fear
Go ahead- step up my dear,
It smells the scared and yearns to feed
So listen close-don't speak-just heed,
Mess with me and you'll get yours
For I control this monstrous form,
It lives in me- thrives off my mood
Emotions raw are like its food,
The anger stirring deep inside
Is all that's needed to turn the tide,
So keep it up- your end in near
For I am dying...and it's almost here.
Copyright ©
Gimpie
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2004-10-14 22:53:04] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: My DeMoN
(User Rating: 1 ) by Rxqueen on
Friday, 15th October 2004 @ 12:36:11 AM AEST (User
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Wow, that was really awesome writing. I absolutely loved this poem. Creepy. Good job!
Something new from dead flesh crawls
Rising up in search of brawls,
Stronger than the body first
Tortured with a vengeful thirst,
Fingernails to slice right thru
Razor sharp and made for you,
Eyes of red to pierce the night
Dagger teeth lust for a bite,
Bones of concrete-none can harm
Breath of ice to end what's warm, that is my favorite! |
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