From today to thanksgiving..
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Thread Topic: From today to thanksgiving..
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eilloh NewbieYayz.
A short heiku
I am excited,
Halloween to November,
We express our thoughts! -
Cool, I'll try and think up something soon. :)
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Death is an illusion,
Whomever you may lose,
Is still there far after,
Watching over you.
You may mourn and pray and cry,
But they will never get a second try,
For life is on time oppurtunity,
And it is certainly never free.
With life comes sacrifice,
One day nothing will suffice,
With Our Father in control,
He demands that you must go,
For your time blackening this planet is up,
You must die now,
You must. -
Stop,
You must let me go,
I never knew you'd stoop so low,
To kill me now,
Is to vowe,
To never see the light again.
You kill me,
There will be consequences,
For one person you adore will die today,
And every other day,
Until you are the last one left standing.
And then my dear,
I shall kill you too,
Slowly,
Painfully,
F--- you. -
It was yesterday when you left me,
It feels just like today,
That hole in my heart keeps burning,
How could you just run away?
You prowled into the night,
And never will you return,
And I loved you so dearly,
Why,
You left me,
So I'll leave you in return. -
Hey boys! Hey girls!
I wanna see you all dance
Move your body shake your body c'mon
Ich kann nicht tanzen
Mann was will sie von mir?
Ich gen nach Haus und trinke Blut
Ich bin Der Kleine Vampir! -
we hear of ice and speak of fire.
we are taught that the world we know will end in desire.
we hear of ice and speak of fire.
so obsesst are we with the world we know that we end desire.
follow the sign the sign of simple beating keeping time with your heart.
music made from scratching rock.
fire in it's purest form, human spirit in it's highest mood.
mathematicians are smoking dope.
philosophers are using pot.
in the world they've made the only reality is none reality.
nothing counts as real.
dancing in your footsteps, smiling in your mind.
rely only on that which lasts.
count on being killed today, so paint a picture and sing a song.
leaders are just acting and followers know nothing else.
rather then lead or follow, we should play. -
Passion in a single heartbeat.passion in my deepest mind.passion that moved me to, move a line, that is drawn in sand.a reaction for ever action. my reaction was passion.i reacted to the singing of fire song, words that swept me off my feet i felt my arms grow tense and my heart sink deep. i moved my legs and moved my hands, my mind puttepting from that broken line in the sand.and when i swam towards my goal,passion in my mind.anger in my soul.i hate and move from the movement. i moved and moved again.embracing my passion, and moving around a striking hand. i slung snapped, i broke and crushed. i crushed another and felt nothing more then joy and...lust...lust for another try, for another chance to feel the passion of the kill.wish for the chance to try again.
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Here's a poem,by me.
DAD
He murdered,he slaughtered
He killed and he mamed
He always told me,that I wasn't the same
As everyone else,and as time goes on,
You know,I still can't believe that he's gone.
He hacked people up, but he never hurt me.
He called me his "little accomplice",ya see.
He chopped up the bodies
I threw em in the furnace
Got rid of the evedience,
before it got intense.
One night, he escorted me right out of bed
And then hung himself in the basement, he's dead.
I was only four,but he made me watch the whole thing.
I felt like a puppet on somebody's string.
I know all the victim's saw him as bad,
I didn't, I only saw him as my Dad.
And no matter how far we are apart,
He'll always be in my heart...
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eilloh NewbieThose are all really good.I wish I could describe them.
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The light was only temporary,
In the ancient days they'd tell tales,
Of darkness and evil taking over the worlds,
Leaving none to live in peace,
or harmony,
Thy brothers turn on thee,
And use thy sword to behead,
Dear Lord,
My brother is dead.
And I have taken the road of darkness,
That has revealed my true self,
I am a killer of thy soul,
The Devil's servant,
No freedom for myself,
But a demon all the same,
I hearby pronounce,
All humans,
Slayed -
The gates to Hell are open at night,
Releasing to humans all monsters and fright,
Demons haunt thy noble homes,
Placing curses that stay unknown.
But upon awakening humans scream,
They find themselves not whom they used to be,
The curse is eating at their soul,
Tearing every last bit of their horrid happiness apart.
A demon's work never ends,
That is why I bid you farewell my friends,
With a little gift,
Through no trouble at all,
I leave you the worst curse of all. -
eilloh NewbieThat was good.
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Thanks.
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