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12-09-2003, 09:21 PM
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As I Become Darkness
This is something that I wrote and desided to share it with everyone here.
I hope you guys don't think it's stupid. As I Become Darkness In a dream I sometimes wander, observing it's beautiful landscape, manipulating it's surroundings I breath-in a crisp wind, snow blankets the ground Twisting flakes fall from the midnight canopy I know it's only a dream, I think to myself, but I shake from the bitter cold I know it's a dream, only a dream, as I rethink to myself, but the bone chilling fear of movement from behind approaches Instead to turn and research the source, I run, As fast as possible Legs spin like wheels, But progress ever so slightly From the touch of evil I fall, as Death's hand grips me He's here to shatter my soul, And give me to the Earth I know it in-fact that this is a dream, My mind's at play, While in bed I lay, My soul's at bay, It can't be taken away I stir from sleep, I open my eyes, To greet Death's evil grin, A soulless keeper with eyeless sockets As birth granted me life, He's here to plague me death With a cold skeletal hand upon my chest, above my heart, An odoress black mist spouting from a parted jaw, It's last breath before my death It's words were, " The darkness inside is as dark as the rest, just one and final rest " Filtering through my soul, the crisp wind from my dream, drifting it away My final thought was my eternity Dealt a simple monumental epitaph, Dead from the hand of Death
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" I see a world where there's only cause and effect. A world where every object is an avatar and no gods move behind the scenes " -- From A Buick 8 by Stephen King 
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12-09-2003, 09:45 PM
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" I see a world where there's only cause and effect. A world where every object is an avatar and no gods move behind the scenes " -- From A Buick 8 by Stephen King
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12-11-2003, 12:33 PM
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here is my poem
Confessions of a Cutter Silence Only tears As I press the blade Against my pale skin Red The blood flows From the wounds Echoing my inner pain Satisfaction As I feel the knife Slicing into me I only deserve pain Anguish As I realize what I've done I feel accomplishment As I gaze at the marks upon my skin Stares People are horrified Don't understand why Neither do I
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12-11-2003, 02:27 PM
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hope its cool if i post one here too
"Good Intentions"
alone and dark we stand in the face of a strange new land we bring to them our sight a wisdom found without the light and extend a friendly hand we are ourselves dissedent from a darkened land we are sent here now to be oppressed by a people who "know what's best" what the best intentions meant after trying long now we'll never understand just how they claim to love us all when all we did was answer call and take a respectful bow -Shadowraven-
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06-18-2004, 01:37 PM
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Wow...These are some old threads
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...  If you can't dazzle 'em with brilliance...Baffle 'em with bullshit My Karma ran over my Dogma God WAS my co-pilot...But, we crashed in the mountains and...I had to eat him I'm suffocating in what's become of me... The rancid remains of what I used to be
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06-20-2004, 10:07 AM
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Re: hope its cool if i post one here too
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06-20-2004, 03:39 PM
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hey didle didle
the cat and the fiddle the cow came home the dog lost it's bone hay didle didie
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06-20-2004, 09:18 PM
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very nice ShankS lol
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06-21-2004, 03:30 AM
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I'm quite the artistic type :D wehn i put my mind too it.
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