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Fool's Ball
"Under your mask you hide, my darling?" she speaks, caressing him fondly, getting closer.
"Indeed," he replies, "my little bird. And yet you still feel drawn to me."
A smile on her face as she prims her lips.
Red stains are bequeathed as soft flesh blends with metal.
"A man like you stirs my interest. Arouses me; oh very so."
They embrace each other and a candle is lit; her chest is pressed against his.
How remarkable are the kisses they share; an embodiment of lust.
But more so than a tale of passion, they do teach us such a valuable lesson.
Blood runs down those rosy cheeks, taints the crinkled bedsheet red.
"Trusting a stranger, what a fool." is heard whispering the masked one.
One poem a day keeps the trouble away! (..Or not!)
Started by Mysterious-G, Dec 30 2012 10:27 PM
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Posted 30 December 2012 - 10:27 PM
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Posted 30 December 2012 - 11:48 PM
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I love the poem very very much! <3<3
But I don't like the title of it.... >.>''
But I don't like the title of it.... >.>''
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Follow the comment sections' rules or else, you will be hanging at the edge of an cliff ^^It maybe one step closer to death's door or an extension of your life's time.
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Posted 31 December 2012 - 12:41 AM
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Posted 02 January 2013 - 12:44 AM
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Morning Whisper
One morning I opened my eyes,
woke up buried under a mountain of lies.
Unable to move as the tears started rolling,
I crouched and whispered to myself:
„Good morning."
Same evening I closed my eyes,
as I went sleeping I was buried alive.
One morning I opened my eyes,
woke up buried under a mountain of lies.
Unable to move as the tears started rolling,
I crouched and whispered to myself:
„Good morning."
Same evening I closed my eyes,
as I went sleeping I was buried alive.
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Posted 02 January 2013 - 04:38 PM
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Omg, I love your poems, their so pretty!
To your left is a batch of cookies, and towards your right is a hall filled with doom. Which do you chose?
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Posted 21 January 2013 - 12:18 AM
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Bloody Palace
Bloody arms reach out to me
of people which once family.
Corpses gather on the ground,
the hall resounds my words unsound.
As my sour throat has gotten dry,
this ends the everlasting lie:
„Wonder why you had to die?
The true victim here am I.“
Bloody arms reach out to me
of people which once family.
Corpses gather on the ground,
the hall resounds my words unsound.
As my sour throat has gotten dry,
this ends the everlasting lie:
„Wonder why you had to die?
The true victim here am I.“
Edited by Mysterious-G, 21 January 2013 - 02:19 PM.
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Posted 21 January 2013 - 12:29 AM
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That should be one of those types of poems that should be done in pages that turns out not how you expect when you turn the page. That was cool.
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Posted 21 January 2013 - 10:17 AM
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aside from the typo (why did i have to notice that =.= ) i love them 
i love how the world blood appears in both poems, too. idk why... ._.
i love how the world blood appears in both poems, too. idk why... ._.
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яαιηвσω яσ¢кѕ ❤ヾ(◍’౪`◍)ﾉﾞ| 
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Posted 21 January 2013 - 02:22 PM
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aside from the typo (why did i have to notice that =.= ) i love them
i love how the world blood appears in both poems, too. idk why... ._.
Oh oops
Thanks for making me notice in turn, haha.
Also, you just happen to like blood. ;p
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Posted 21 January 2013 - 03:50 PM
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Waves of Goodbye
While bearing feelings of lost cause,
I keep wandering along these shores
she has told me once that she adores
as suddenly am told to pause.
Moonrise summons forth the wave
as my body drops upon the sand,
revealing her watery grave,
I am crying as I take her hand.
For one last time I see her face;
her rosy cheeks have gotten grey.
With barely time for one embrace,
my precious love is washed away.
While bearing feelings of lost cause,
I keep wandering along these shores
she has told me once that she adores
as suddenly am told to pause.
Moonrise summons forth the wave
as my body drops upon the sand,
revealing her watery grave,
I am crying as I take her hand.
For one last time I see her face;
her rosy cheeks have gotten grey.
With barely time for one embrace,
my precious love is washed away.
