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Array ( [sid] => 57250 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Rise And Rise Of Immorality [time] => 2004-07-22 23:20:29 [hometext] => I dont know why i really wrote this, its really sinister even though i was feeling really good about myself, i'd love to hear those comments cheers. [bodytext] =>

the dark bright
the gleam of matt blacks
the rise
and rise of decline
a twisted desire
destined in time
cotton buds weaning clotting blood
thick like the treacle
sadistic as the en-rusted knife
the cut, to serrate
penetrate young flesh
tear through every sinew
ream out the soul with cold#
hardened, tempered, annealed Bright drawn Steel
craving into the body
the sweet innocence of death
happy, it awaits for nothing but pain, suffering and eternal woe
from attacking the parents
to raping their children
stalking through air
raping young children
raping young children
raping young children
death loves raping young children
complete Obligatory
masochistic expression
its smiles, its pail white teeth
off set is the Childs blood
curdling in the sour souls

Death

Rapes

Young

Children

dicing their limbs with its knife
carving its name into the dead childs fore-head
etching into its preteen flesh



### # # ### # # ### #
# ## # # # # # # # #
## # # # # # # # ### #
# # # # # # # #
### # # ### # # ### #


Its Good For You. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 191 [topic] => 13 [informant] => 01_zanzebar [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 14 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
The Rise And Rise Of Immorality

Contributed by 01_zanzebar on Thursday, 22nd July 2004 @ 11:20:29 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry





the dark bright
the gleam of matt blacks
the rise
and rise of decline
a twisted desire
destined in time
cotton buds weaning clotting blood
thick like the treacle
sadistic as the en-rusted knife
the cut, to serrate
penetrate young flesh
tear through every sinew
ream out the soul with cold#
hardened, tempered, annealed Bright drawn Steel
craving into the body
the sweet innocence of death
happy, it awaits for nothing but pain, suffering and eternal woe
from attacking the parents
to raping their children
stalking through air
raping young children
raping young children
raping young children
death loves raping young children
complete Obligatory
masochistic expression
its smiles, its pail white teeth
off set is the Childs blood
curdling in the sour souls

Death

Rapes

Young

Children

dicing their limbs with its knife
carving its name into the dead childs fore-head
etching into its preteen flesh



### # # ### # # ### #
# ## # # # # # # # #
## # # # # # # # ### #
# # # # # # # #
### # # ### # # ### #


Its Good For You.




Copyright © 01_zanzebar ... [ 2004-07-22 23:20:29]
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Re: The Rise And Rise Of Immorality (User Rating: 1 )
by 01_zanzebar on Thursday, 22nd July 2004 @ 11:22:59 PM AEST
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damint, the #'s are suppose to read S-M-O-K-E but it obviuosly didnt work :s

sorry about that

- 01 -


Re: The Rise And Rise Of Immorality (User Rating: 1 )
by lovingcritters on Wednesday, 28th July 2004 @ 10:27:57 PM AEST
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Oh golly be.........this dark poetry........really gives me the goosebumps.....if you can write this.,,,,,,when you're feeling all right? What do you write when you are not!
Scary stuff
consue


Re: The Rise And Rise Of Immorality (User Rating: 1 )
by Quilted_rag_doll on Sunday, 10th October 2004 @ 03:59:09 PM AEST
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ooo...i like the thought of how death iz rape.
very intresting concept.
i like alot of the lines, very good use of words.

'cotton buds weaning clotting blood'

i like dat line. very nice. i also like this lil piece:

rise of decline
a twisted desire
destined in time

awesome poem! wonderfully written!

¤~::.. a n d e ..::~¤





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