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I have their visions flashing through my head,
I go at night to where they will be,
Alone & hidden behind a mask that is me.

The graveyard is ripe full of death,
I can smell it as I catch hold of my breath,
A smile creeps onto my lips,
As from this morbid air I take small sips.

I can feel it finding home under my skin,
Blackness holds me & pulls me far within,
This love I hold for the dead is unlike any other,
I don’t need or wish to take a living lover.

What I crave is something dark & erotic,
This love is so intoxicating & only for the psychotic,
Morbid is a name well known to my kind,
Across the devils chest I signed.

Signed my name in big letters of blood,
I couldn’t help it death felt so damn good,
Being near to the dead fills me with such calm,
As a dead lover can’t hurt you or do any harm.

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Morbid Love

Contributed by pixie on Sunday, 19th December 2004 @ 06:52:58 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

I love to look at the bodies of the dead,
I have their visions flashing through my head,
I go at night to where they will be,
Alone & hidden behind a mask that is me.

The graveyard is ripe full of death,
I can smell it as I catch hold of my breath,
A smile creeps onto my lips,
As from this morbid air I take small sips.

I can feel it finding home under my skin,
Blackness holds me & pulls me far within,
This love I hold for the dead is unlike any other,
I don’t need or wish to take a living lover.

What I crave is something dark & erotic,
This love is so intoxicating & only for the psychotic,
Morbid is a name well known to my kind,
Across the devils chest I signed.

Signed my name in big letters of blood,
I couldn’t help it death felt so damn good,
Being near to the dead fills me with such calm,
As a dead lover can’t hurt you or do any harm.

Copyright Â© pixie ... [ 2004-12-19 06:52:58]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Morbid Love (User Rating: 1 )
by blowfish_jane on Sunday, 19th December 2004 @ 07:00:14 AM AEST
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Ohh that was good, im having goose pimples as i type. Cool poem.

Hugs,
Jane x

Re: Morbid Love (User Rating: 1 )
by carmen_queasy on Sunday, 19th December 2004 @ 07:21:56 AM AEST
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This poem made me think of a song I am currently obsessed with called 'Play Dead' by Bjork, I love it. Part of it 'I play dead, it stops the hurting, I play dead and the hurting stops'

Re: Morbid Love (User Rating: 1 )
by Sapphire_Blue on Sunday, 19th December 2004 @ 07:51:54 AM AEST
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Well the dead cant hurt ya, but wouldnt let them lie to long, might get alittle rancid lol.
Awesome poem Kriss, loved the flow and morbid darkness, nice and graphic just the way I love darkness, beautifully written.

Mystery

Re: Morbid Love (User Rating: 1 )
by DanishPoet on Sunday, 19th December 2004 @ 07:58:48 AM AEST
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How come truth is the best inspiration?
True, sad and beautiful.

Re: Morbid Love (User Rating: 1 )
by LEMMEN on Sunday, 19th December 2004 @ 08:24:00 AM AEST
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WOW pixie WOW Great write lol

~DENNIS~

Re: Morbid Love (User Rating: 1 )
by TaintedSoul on Sunday, 19th December 2004 @ 09:53:44 AM AEST
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Love is morbid in more than one way. Great title for this dark scribe.

peace
TS

Re: Morbid Love (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 19th December 2004 @ 10:11:09 AM AEST
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Ooo yes Pixie. I feel so at ease in graveyards and always have. It was like the dead were my friends. Your poem resonated with the feelings I've had.

And yet. The dead *can* hurt you with the seeds of notions they leave behind. My own restlessness is one of those such seeds. Before I'd met him, I could have been completely happy with my life now. He is gone, but the dissatisfaction continues. Still I am asking myself if my life was planned this way, or is it the result of evil forces.

Of course, all this was from deeds *before* the death. Afterwards, they can't do any harm - unless we have no control over dreams...

Cheers!

Re: Morbid Love (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Sunday, 19th December 2004 @ 06:45:52 PM AEST
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eeeh that's very creepy there but very good I
loved how it was written. Loved it all, but
especially the last line.

Bobo (Joel)

Re: Morbid Love (User Rating: 1 )
by lostinmyself on Monday, 20th December 2004 @ 09:12:39 AM AEST
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Ewwww. lol.
Grossly good poem. lol.
I also love the last line.
*shudders*

Great poem Krissie, gave me the creeps. lol.

*hugs* Phil xxx

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