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CannibalWhat a taste which has scarred the very life out of me, and I cannot seem to get such a taste out of my

Mouth, mushing such hymns only to buzz out and roll back and forth over my tongue, for I am deathly

Frightened my mind has swept into the bitter delusion of darkness, and has made my flesh have the

Urge to seek pleasure, which I so do not wish to conquer, I am hungry for the chase such ones should

Hurry and stab out the light, for I am ready to taste the blood and let it run down my chin, cease for your

Life, for I cannot seem to hold this grudge any longer, so please forgive me when I bulge and rip through

Your skin, for it is not wh

Recreate and ControlFormaldehyde bracelets twined bitterly with dusted cuffs of expected rust; a must to overprotect the masses, for their minds contain our very lust.

Twice paid the price our souls have completed, to deplete the credentials from exterior's precision; it maintains the strength we have always needed, one to eliminate the wisdom's decision.

To the highest of clouds we stray near subduction, our rays of lied blindness obscure those in the plains; factories of children lay wasted in grounds, here shall begin our wretched games.

Birthed before us the acquainted fallen, risen now are the mindless dead; our slaves have at last clearly awakened, let

Death's HandsGo ahead and peel back my skin, so you can see the pain I have for so long enclosed trickle down from

My veins, here I lie with such agonizing symptoms, how maddening it is to see me this way, so go ahead

And build me a bed in the earth, while doing so cover me up with the dark earthen grain, I am merely

Paralyzed and here I remain as my blood sinks deep down into the roots, making the earth feel numb,

I am blessed with death’s hands, as it takes and devours me with no mercy intact, but how long can you

Remain with such a secret, without festering thoughts beginning to go about around your mind, making

You tower over with guilt&he

Death WalkEyes closed you can still feel the night
Darkness embraces this loss of sight
Listen quite closely and you shall find
There is no such thing as silence of mind
Thoughts wailing in a scream and roll
Shrieking banshees twirling out of control
Overwhelmed these sounds tear within thee
Eyes sewn shut by fright and no longer see
Lost within this seemingly timeless breath
The path we walk is the path of death

L'Ankou des pluies

La Mort va, la nuit,
Par les chemins creux,
Trempés de pluie,
Nourrir de vie
Le froid appétit
De sa lame.

House Of The DamnedHouse Of The Damned

The ghost felt forgotten in the house of the damned
Since his wife and child had died in a car crash
The madness and depression had set in
He spent night after night in his office
Listening to the voices in his head
And writing in his journal
Short stories, poems and observations
He thought he had an unique talent
A modern day Edgar Allan Poe
After his death he hoped he would be famous
He sent his poetry to publishers
But always got a negative response
The alcohol helped ease the pain
Dampened down the negative thoughts
One night everything fell apart
He played a piece of sad classical music
He took a few pills and some r

Ode to the SirenShe calls to me with song and my strong heart melts,
Like iron cast into the forge,
Enthralled by her beauty I come forward,
Even though I know,
That she only seeks to gorge,
Upon my flesh,
Staring up into her eyes,
I know that smarter guys would despise,
My utter weakness to her spell,
Gnawing my neck down to the bone,
I know that she will drag me into the depths Hell,
But it is as if my legs are cast in stone,
I do not flee even though I see,
Imminent doom approaching,
As the reapers come for me,
Isn’t it tragic,
How I have fallen victim to her magic?
----Engraved into the walls of a vacant ship docked
within the harbor of Port

No One Can Hear You ScreamSilence prevails,
an endless, comfortless silence,
which is worse than death,
because you remain conscious
of how utterly alone you are.

All dreams are nightmares
that come without sleep
when you never know if you
are awake.

Time is without meaning,
and you begin to wonder
if you still have any existence,
even madness dare not tread here,
but instead something worse,
and yet unnamable, unknowable,
the utter loss of self.

Denied even the mercy
of waiting upon death,
when you cannot even be certain
of what life is any longer.

How easily the mind turns against you,
begins to consume itself,
and you can no longer trust your own thoughts,

MirrorTake one look at yourself,
"What are you?"

The figure remains motionless,
Clear orbs glaring icy daggers,
Mouth curving into a twisted snarl,
Hands finally moving at lightning speed,
Palms colliding with the fragile barrier.

"What are you!?"

A jagged smirk is painted on the figure,
Laughter resonates from within,
Sick and disturbing and wicked,
Fear begins to invade your mind,
As your body trembles along with it.

The glass is cracking,
Shiny shards scatter across the floor,
Crimson liquid oozes out,
Soaking into everything.

"Stop it! That’s enough!"

'Only you can stop it,
But will you?'

The sealed room continues to fill,
With no

~Death Poem"One Moon, Many Stars
One Murderer, Many Deaths
If You Wake Up With This Text,
You Will Be The Next"

The girl in the pondIt was a warm summer night when I found her.
Her dress was white with yellow sunflowers,
and her auburn hair was spread out around her pale face.

It looked like an ever changing halo
moving gently in a soft breeze.

She had lost a shoe

Like Cinderella

Her deep, blue eyes stared into heaven
and the freckles of her skin drew constellations
against the pale background to mirror the stars above.

Fish gently nibbled at her fingers and nestled in her hair
paying no heed to her ruby lips which her last breath had left open
almost like an invitation.

I looked at her
fascinated

I loved her...

Thinking it was the least I could do
now that she ha

Catching death of coldIt’s cold, COLD, there’s frost and icicles at me bones
Feeling cold, COLD, I stand and face the chill alone
No sun, no moon, no stars, nothing to tell me what time it is
Oh it’s cold, it’s COLD, and now my mind’s all gone to frizz

With the arctic at my backdoor, and winter at me front
The frost and chill be prowling, I can feel it on the hunt
Icy vines they creeping up my arms, tiny tendrils they unfurl
Feeling cold, COLD, winter’s dominating my world.

Jack Frost has come to take me, he’s broken into my home
Sees my heart be icy cold, yet warm blood beneath my bones
His winter’s all about me,

The Mask of FreedomCreepy voices sprung from the dark side of Lucy's room
Oversized masks on faces appeared from the emptiness

Join us...Its time for you to be relieved from your pain..

Morning came, and Lucy awoke from her frightening dream
Every night, Lucy dreamt of the masked man and his army of masks

Just like the night before, Lucy cried to sleep
One day she woke up to the sound of her mother screaming, another fight...
In the end she stopped caring, yet she kept crying
Not that she blames herself, but she wants things things back to what they used to be...

Things were always bad, you were just too blind. Join us..

The tears stopped and one day, the

MonstersVampires have no hearts,
But zombies have no brains;
One to love, one to plot without pain.
Ghosts have no bodies,
But werewolves have two;
Both can haunt by the silver moon.
Experiments with patched together souls,
But two in one body don't make one whole.
Mad scientists they truly are.
All with something lost, and some with too much gained,
With no peace in Death
they hath lain.

anthropophagii would like to devour you
gorge myself on your curves
and contours, your entire
being

/until i become you/

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Another mission, the powers have called me away
Another time to carry the colors again
My motivation, an oath I've sworn to defend
To win the honor of coming back home again
No explaination will matter after we begin
Another dark destroyer thats buried within
My true vocation, and now, my unfortunate friend
You will discover a war you're unable to win.

I'll have you know that I've become
Indestuctible
Determination that is incorruptable
From the other side, a terror to behold
Annihilation will be unaviodable
Every broken enemy will know
That their opponent had to be invincible
Take a last look around while you're alive
I'm an

bloodsuckerHer face is pale
and very pretty
And yet to see her
would be a pity
She'd steal your life
in a single second
If you come across her
just wait for the end
Though she is mean
her mate is worse
He'll make you fall
under his curse
His blood red eyes
can turn pure black
Just keep in mind
to watch your back
Her liquid sight
seemingly gold
Can make you feel
so very old
They are the masters
of the dark night
And wont let anyone
put up a fight
Though you can try
hope to succeed
Without the strength
you really need
You can fight back
horribly fail
And damn their souls
to the deepest of hell

Proof Of YouAs passion simmers
My love for you grows
I love how your beauty
Is more than a rose
I love how your lips
So soft and so tender
Keep kicking my ass
Into a blender
I love how our kids
Can fend for themselves
But I'm the only one
Who can reach the top shelves
I am a centaur
With you as my Phoenix
But neither can cross
The river Styx
You are the captain
and I am the seargent
Let's just hope
Nobody needs a surgeon
I will always love you
My beautiful Butterfly
I will always be
Your brave, strong samurai

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Blood Child

by ~pagan-skater, Apr 2, 2009, 5:41:12 PM
Literature / Poetry / Horror / Free Verse

She was born with the death of her mother
And was raised alone by her father
She was hated by the others
And every day she got farther and farther
She took a knife to her room
Attempting to seal her own fate
She tried to protect the others from doom
And all the people who only knew hate
Her father found her the next morning
Trying to wake her to go to school
It was a year when he stopped mourning
But never stopped calling himself a fool
She watches him every night
Wishing she could go back
Knowing how much he would fright
And a physical body is all she lacks
She has learned to control others
But cannot find her father's best friend
She still hasn't found her dead mother
So she waits for her father's end

Blood Childby ~pagan-skater

Literature / Poetry / Horror / Free Verse

this is a sad poem i wrote out of the blue

~Nastaciakaye Jun 29, 2009 Hobbyist Writer

this is sad.

~pagan-skater Jun 29, 2009

ik i was mad and sad when i wrote this

~Tammots23 Jun 29, 2009 Hobbyist General Artist

just got the chilles ^^ hahaha lmao

~pagan-skater Jun 29, 2009

lol

~a-broken-soul Apr 3, 2009

depressing, and even a bit upsetting, but I have no room to talk...

Anyway, I like this. These lines are some of my favorite because you've hit a spot with the third one that I think not many people realize exists.

"She took a knife to her room
Attempting to seal her own fate
She tried to protect the others from doom"

A lot of people who (in my own experience) are prone to SI or even suicide, although I don't know anyone who's gone that far, do it because for some reason they think that it helps others. (The thought that 'so and so's life would be better if I wasn't around' is there a lot of the time.)

All in all, this is a great piece, even if it is a bit sad.

~pagan-skater Apr 3, 2009

ty and im glad sum1 got my point

~a-broken-soul Apr 3, 2009

you're welcome. I'm glad I got the point of the piece

~pagan-skater Apr 3, 2009

yea i lost a few friends over the past 5-6 years and a couple thought the world would b better without them

~nourasiadragon Apr 3, 2009

Really nice job

So sad...

~pagan-skater Apr 3, 2009

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