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Permalink Reply by WhiteRoses on April 4, 2012 at 0:59

In the Catacombs

I went to visit them there,
In catacombs of despair.
I swear I did not see,
The loneliness, that presents
Such a creature.
Like intrinsic webs, the silken cling,
Of yesterday’s kings.
As they sing, so precious,
The lull was captivating,
As I licked my lips,
I could taste the discarded waste of history.
The call, gritted spoils of jagged bones.
Really it was a shore of shattered remains,
Like such things that cannot be seen.
Dig deep to find the sleep,
Where the calcified the remnants,
Are quite like beauty, against the buffing reprisal of stark caress.
Like a tainted book, the corners curled and stuck,
As the creatures snatched smiles, and crept,
Just behind, like the hairs on my neck..
In the catacombs of sleep,
They stalked me there.

~Roses

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Permalink Reply by Fobos on April 11, 2012 at 10:15

ok so u decided to stuck on that bridge and now u are watching the water (aah).I´m not really sure are u trying to crush my balls here,so i´m trying to figure out should i be provoked and give u what u want ...Ok sure.

Let´s imagine water flows and suddenly i stand next to you.The bridge starts making all sorts of sings of collapse,but i´m sure it will hold.First i begin conversation the sound that comes out me is shy in way and doesn´t fit my physical image .Realizing that i shut up.Then you break the ice by starting to ask questions about the water that flows under us.

It´s filthy cold and shallow water,but you cant really tell how deep because the mud makes it so thick . Before i get to answer any questions a third person appears other side of the bridge.I quikly start to walk away to the otherside where is this barrack like some military barrack quikly built ,but not very cosy looking.

Before u get to notice this second guy is right beside you his a perfect copy of me ,but his little bit muscular and fit looking .He is breathing deeply through his nose making nostrils wide fingers are pulled into fists.

You get scared and try to run,but this guy graps you by the hand and forces you to the barrack side and just then the bridge finally gives in and collapses."Give your fucking phone now!"and as u refuse he kicks you to the stomach pain makes you vomit  as you lay on gravel.Then he calms for a second ,but upsets again when he checks the phone and crushes it to the ground.-It was you ha-He points his index finger at you.You are pale on the ground and notice something has changed there is no water anymore at the river except is raining and  air is hot and still no wind at all.

Something else has also changed I´m gone theres only this one black man his laughing ,but not with a wicked way more like calming and comforting way.He dont mind the rain and helps u up as he wipes vomit of your face with towel.

There are two trees in front of the barracks the other one finest oak tree has been chopped into small pieces ,the axe still lies there.

As u see no way turning back u decide to head on to barrack still shocked all thats happened.Glimpsing to the collapsed bridge u see me with an axe in my  hand screaming a loud cursing the fallen bridge then the rain stops and all of a sudden huge wave of water graps me as the river starts flow again .

The shrapnels of the tree turn into blood and ground swallows it.Hastly you continue your way to the barracks then you see a man whos appearence is reckless with dirty moustachs ,his laughing and sayis with a low whisky bass sound "mul on tuolla pakkasessa lunta viimetalvelta ,mä kato ladon sen tohon oven eteen niin sä et pääse sisään"he laughs as u see a door and continue inside ignoring the man you dont understand.

First u see lots of cloths on the dirty floor air is thick with essence thats anfamiliar to you ,broken idols presenting old deities , some shattered. tv is on but channel isn´t set,bringing pale light to the room, that lights pictures and writings that are hanging covering the walls.As you slowly continue further you see what the pictures are presenting, they are family pictures and drawings of a little children.

Loud choffing breaks the silence and u see a door on to your left u peak inside and you see me lieing at a floor on mattress, hardly breathing looking pale, there are pills on the floor and as i open my eyes i give u a shocked look..am looking scared as hell.."i´m choking"..Then all of sudden the door opposite that room opens and u see me with my face covered with blood and the fresh cuts at my face ,i´m drunk as hell blood spills to the dusted floor and cloths.

"Do you want me to fucking kill you"i roar ..then we stare eachother for a moment and the door makes a loud bang as i enter back to the room and the third one opens.The room is full electronic gadgets ,monitors,consols.Loud heavy music coming from speakers i´m playing a game and as i see u i say"hey come in what do need ,so nice to see in person go on sit down calm down".The room is clean but i stand up and start to polish it ignoring you.You take one step further and accidentally brake one of the gadgets.You go pale and the monitors start show some hc porn ,cartoons travelling and sporting ,politics ,horror .I start to laugh and you feel more disgusted and mortified.

The fourth door opens u turn around and see me naked I´m smiling calmly and tears fill my eyes as i say "look now this is where your tour ends, adapt and as you can see all the doors are open exept this one even i dont have the key so bye"You turn around  and leave feeling good about your latest achievment,but the feeling is soon over as i aproach you with an axe from the bank of the stream "again you have fucking judged me",but as for your surprise i walk past you, to a second tree theres a heart covered in it you leave and see a big smile as i start to cut the tree "i have done this so many times,that it fucking sickens me,but this way the winters are not so cold"  ...So whats inside me my guts ,brains and heart.

Victoria Thorne said:

  anyway lets let the former conversations be water under the bridge--- we are all here because of Dani--- and not here to make anyone feel bad in any way. 

Therefore, I do hereby apologize for any harm i may or may have not done(that can be proven ;)   ) to anyone weather it be physical or of the heart or soul.

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Permalink Reply by House The Misfit Graves on May 4, 2012 at 15:30

First time showing my peoms to people exept my friends fuck it lol dont even think its in peom formate

 

late at night when the world say we living in their dreams i walk the shadows.

late at night when the world seems to pass me by.

so i go into the darkness of the night alone

i walk the streets intill i find someone like me

children of the night

late at night an empty feeling creeps my heart i can not fight it

late at night i feel the wind that carres my soul

so once again i walk the darkness of the night alone ill seach the streets intill i find myself again

children of the night

so once again i seach the darkness to find....

children of the night

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Permalink Reply by Siiri Cressey on May 4, 2012 at 21:15

House, your piece reminded me of the words to these two songs.

Creatures Of The Night

by KISS

Searching in the darkness, running from the day

Hiding from tomorrow, nothing left to say

Victims of the moment, future deep in doubt

Living in a whisper until we start to shout

We're creatures of the night, we're creatures of the night, hey

Breathing in the madness, spitting out the lies

Searching for an answer, keep your alibis

Don't know where we're goin', just know where we've been

Remember when the clock strikes twelve, the losers always win

We're creatures of the night, we're creatures of the night, hey

Searching in the darkness, running from the day

Hiding from tomorrow, nothing left to say

Gathering up our courage, ready for the fight

Howling in the shadows until we start to bite

We're creatures of the night, we're creatures of the night

Creatures of the night, we're creatures of the night

 

The Night

by Voltaire

The day is the wife whom I elude

the one to whom I should be right

although forewarned by peers and kin

I always get into the night

Mother always warned me such

being a nocturnal soul besides just being simply strange

spawns from some illness of the mind

The night, she calls meshe calls me,

she calls me she calls me, she calls me

She sways in her velvet dress and pulls me towards her in the dark

while the others rest

Heed the call the time has come

for all you children of the night

Gather 'round like suckling dogs

mother's come she is the night

Come with me to the other side

Make the girl in black your bride

The night, she calls me she calls me,

she calls me she calls me, she calls me

She sways in her velvet dress and pulls me towards her in the dark

while the others rest

It just seems very strange to me

not her quiet lonely streets

and draped in all her mystery

could be so sweet and comforting

The night, she calls me she calls me,

she calls me she calls me, she calls me

She sways in her velvet dress and pulls me towards her in the dark

while the others rest

while the others rest

while the others rest

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Permalink Reply by House The Misfit Graves on May 9, 2012 at 15:59

oo i feel this pain

in side my heart

the dark angel

sends me to evil for along the grave i lose my mind

and he betrays me

oo in hell i burn in flames

death shall be my name

oo in hell i burn in flames

so cold the fire inside my mind

angel of death is running around

shes my one desire

i pray every day she comes down and take me

To the place called heaven

oo hell i burn in flames

death shall be my name

ooo in hell i burn in flames

so cold inside my mind

i feel the curse

i feel the curse

i feell the curse of house the misfit graves

 

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