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Madman's Legacy
Contributed by
Jodwin
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Saturday, 27th November 2004 @ 09:20:28 PM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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The gates shatter.
The Heaven falls.
Songs of heroes fill the air,
screams of agony hunt the sane.
Horrors long ago gone rise again,
from the mind of lonely,
they now rape the pure!
Banished they were, sealed away.
Now free to go, free to destroy.
Agony rises. Takes hold.
Take your last breath, if you can.
Fill your mind with sweetest toughts.
For they may be your last.
Copyright ©
Jodwin
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2004-11-27 21:20:28]
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Re: Madman's Legacy
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by Katie2008 on
Saturday, 27th November 2004 @ 09:35:16 PM AEST
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This was really dark, I like it! Especially "screams of agony hunt the sane." Great poem.
Katie
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Re: Madman's Legacy
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by MasterWeasel on
Thursday, 9th December 2004 @ 07:25:27 AM AEST
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Very nice...Are you mad? I certainly hope so. Madness is a lifestyle not a sickness.
Courtesy of MasterWeasel, Madman extraordinair |
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