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[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Suicide Night Part Two
[time] => 2004-09-17 21:38:53
[hometext] => This is the second part to my suicide night series of poems I hope you enjoy it as much as the first
[bodytext] => I was overtaken and overwhelmed by him and this event My weak heart I did not know how much its chasms could vent Suddenly everything went dark and I lost my breath and fainted When I awoke, I felt as if it was a dream and then I saw his face tainted With his own streams of black running down his face He had not let go of me nor left me alone in this place He carried me down from a high perch We carried me into the inside of an old church I said to him put me back and let me fall I don’t want to live through this all He wiped the black streams from my face And then spoke again some very kind words I can’t I wont let your life end in waste I want you to be mine and live high above this place He put me down onto the dark earth I ran away and did not look back in misconception But as I ran I came upon a mirror and saw his reflection In awe I turned around and looked strait at him What I saw I want to now tell you but I don’t know where or how to begin So I will start by what made my eyes not want to shut His black wings of three pair all so bat like Two very outsized and with a wide wing span Two short spread out above his shoulders high Two below the largest changing positions with his stands His eyes and hair where also striking Dark and gorgeous like the night with no stars or moon He was tall and strong and looked like a dark king With pale skin that resonated with charms and smelled of perfume Such a sweet and acquiescent scent with so many toxins That went inside me and flowed through my veins like blood Gazing on his figure I knew it would drive me insane and not be forgotten He was neither a demon nor an angel but he was so desperate to love And he was in love with me and from what he later spoke had me convinced That he had known me for quite some time now following and protecting me I knew all those times I should have died and did not were not just a coincidence I have always wondered what it was that protected me, what my guiding light could be I wanted to go to him but was pushed down by a man who came at me from a distance This demon angel flew up and them came down with a rage and took the man away He knew he had no chance but still struggled to meet his resistance I followed them to a room where what he really was, was made clear to me by his victim There where two puncture marks on his neck and gallons of blood spilled from him And there this vampirick angel was crouched in the corner of this room It seems he did not want me to see him like that with his eyes glowing red And his hands dripping with life and death glistening in red like crimson blood shed But I went to him anyway I bent down over him and put my arms around him [comments] => 3 [counter] => 149 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Doriens_Picture [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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