Deadly Nightshade
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I am your greatest fear
Your nightmare
I torture you in your dreams
Every night you wake up screaming
While I laugh at your pain
I am why you wake in a cold sweat
And still I will continue
To haunt your mine
Tear at your vary being
Why?
Because I am The Nightmare
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*The demoness tackles... this new comer to the ground huggling* Yay! new member *Gets up and clears throat* Welcome
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Tick Tock
Time rolls by
I can feel my life
Slipping away
Like blood from a wound
Through my fingers is flows
Mother father.. I love you both
Though I still be young
Mourn me not
for I am gone from the mortal life
And I pray you hold no spite
for the man who did this to me
the man who shot me
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Blood Runs Cold
Through the leaves of gold
No birds dare to sing
Not even the wind blows
All is still now.
Man has damned himself one again
Unspeakable nightmares spoken clear
For the death of the Unicorn
Is the death of all Innocent and Pure
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Do ever stop criticizing my work, I love how you do that. Thank you b/c I know I am not the best writing and no I have not been doing it for long ... and its helping me improve my skills, if any, so thanks again
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Many men die
Before they are in there grave
Birds sing only laments now
Children no longer laugh
No long play.
This world I now live in
Is no longer a world
What has happened?
Men doomed the land
Long before I came..
But now that I am here
The land is nothing but a waste land
A waste land of dead dreams
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Mirror on the wall
Tell me what you see
I am who I say I am
What have I become?
My dreams smashed like a wine glass
Crush by my own hands
Blood drips like wine
I bother not to clean it
Life goes by
I slowly die
In a tomb I made myself
Is it not lovely?
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Well.. if you dont like it, thats fine, it was worth a try anyway
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All right, I have an Idea ... called Member of the Month.. and heres how it works, well people who wish to run for Member of the Month can post here after 3 days I take those peoples names and make a pole the pole will be there for 5 days then I take the votes and who ever has the most votes holds the title for Member of the Month
Well shall we start then, I would like to run... so if anyone else would like to then go on and post it so there you have it my new Idea
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Through the Mist
There lay a treasure
What that treasure it no one knows
But it is big and it is nice
Through the Mist
There lay a trap
Painful and sharp
but beyond that lay the treasure
Through the Mist
There rest a hunter
Waiting to pounce
And tare apart
Through the Mist
There lay death
Even the toughest may fall frail
Will you pass Through the Mist?
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A silver maiden in a golden field.
So delicate and frail
young Maiden
you steal the hearts of men
Why do you weep?
In your field as gold as you hair
The wind dances in tendrils so fair
You should be happy young Maiden
Many men love you..
Please dont cry
It would break the hearts of many
To see one so fair weep
But time is short for you.
They will come..
And all will be lost
it is why you weep
is it not?
So I will see you with the gods.
Fair Maiden
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Shadows cast about the land
And from where I stand
I see nothing...
What happened?
People create there own demise
So now I stand alone..
Though I am not immune to the shadows
I too will be embraced
And soon there shall be nothing more
Earth will be nothing
But a barren waste..
And a road of corpses
The corpses of dreams
Dreams of childhood
And the dreams of old
...As long as shadows embrace the world...
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Well I shall be leaving for a little while... I have gone poetry brain dead so I'll hopefull see you all soon, untill then good bye
~With love, Deadly NightShade
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Is there really a heaven?
Is there really a hell?
Or us all this made up
To keep us in line?
Can we reach Nirvana
Or is Nirvana
Just the breaking point
In sanity
They say in Afghanistan
When you die.
You get 70 virgins
Then why is that the person saying this
Is not dying for there country?
I wonder if I will ever know these questions
Maybe I will
Maybe I wont...
I guess I will never know..Untill I die
Or go utterly Insane
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Wow you are vary right, this poem was made for my Elfin Lady, I have a rping profile and I wrote the poem for that...And thought I would share it...Yay! Someone wrote something about nature being alive and speaking. I am happy. Thank you for sharing. I absolutely love anything having to do with nature. This sounds to me as if it could be the thoughts of an Elf. This seems to imply that because we have shunned nature we cannot benefit from speaking to it. I like.
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I can hear the whispers...
The sweet whisper of the trees...
Can thee not hear them?
I guess it dose not matter
For I hear them
Speaking soft words
I often wonder why I hear them..
Then I know
I hear because I choose to listen
To listen to the Forests...
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I can have more then one plus you are also my pet so you are really important
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No, but I am a pyro...Its only a matter of time
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Sitting in my room
I began to think
A green apple resting in my palm
The sweet smell of an apple pie cooking tickling my noise
I wonder what its like to be an Apple
Sitting on the tree all day never knowing if your going to be picked or not
Then one day greedy hands pluck you from your branch
It must be scary
The apple must know its fate...
To be consumed
I wonder what its like to know that your going to be eaten
I shudder at the thought
Gazing to my apple
I wonder a bit more...
Shrug and take a bite
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Why?
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the second part to my colorful poem series
My little red pen
You never let me down
I like to draw with you
Make dots with you
On my hands and my face
But I always have to wash it off
But thats okay you dont care
My little red pen
Your my best friend
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Something is there
I..I feel it.
But what it is
I cannot tell
Reach out a trembling hand
But I pull away quickly
It burns...
What was that
Screams?
No..no It cant be
Please God say everything is all right
A roar...
Slipping away..
All is growing dark
Must free my self I must
Warm and sticky all about me
I am out of bed now
How the smoke stings my eyes
I stumble to the floor
Shattering all about me
Glass...
What could it be
I stare up only to see a large beast hovering over me
It lifts me gingerly
Holds me close..
I rember no more
White lights now burden my eyes
Am I dead?
Perhaps...but in death you feel no pain
Everywhere it burns
I gasp for breath
All about my family weeps
But there is one man
Who is he..
They all rush over
I am alive..
My mother points
and speaks softly
"This is the man who saved you"
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She had not expected him to take that move so damn well...her gaze shifted for but a moment and then she felt a shooting pain through her body as the blade ripped through her flesh she let out a banshee like scream in utter rage that she let him do that her hand raised the claws gleaming in the moon light before it fell back down swiping him as hard as she could across his chest aimed to maim his body
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