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THE NOTHING
Contributed by
Keila
on
Monday, 4th April 2005 @ 06:58:50 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Fear the Nothing,
fear the night.
fear then Something,
but not the night
its always Nothing,
its always light.
when it cant be Something,
naught the night.
Walk with me thy shadow,
walk with fear
there is always Nothing,
Something in here
For sinner gave me name,
the killer gave me fame
deth makes me feel sane,
and then Nothing is the same
Something be the blame.
blood and massacare make me thirst,
Murder cures my mind.
Mistress to the Something,
Deth i am his bride.
Nothing kills the sinner, kill not the pure
Tainted am i by a hand with the hate uncured,
The nothing of a hand unsure
Eat of thy flesh,
drink of thy blood
bathe in the darkness
and in unherd screams
Nothing stood.
Copyright ©
Keila
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2005-04-04 18:58:50]
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Re: THE NOTHING
(User Rating: 1 )
by bearwon on
Wednesday, 17th August 2005 @ 03:46:54 PM AEST
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Very dark.
Like the poem alot. Keep writing. |
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