~Abh
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My InspirationIt feels so right, to be lacking, only experiencing the fringe of emotional edge, only seeing the world in broken pieces, it feels so right to feel wrong. It keeps me calm, keeps me sane, it assures me, that I have chosen the right path, to journey to oblivion, absolution, where all of this material perspective will dwindle to ashes and fade away. I can't think how they think, I refuse to give in to the false value, the respect of worldly life and the fear of lonely death. If I can see this world, as worthless, the repository of faulted selection and grief, then when my day comes, it will be all the easier to throw it all away. God save thisMy Inspiration
by ~Abh
Freedom in love.I'm thrilled to be upon the seat of care-free belief in omnipotence; Bare my throat to the fangs of a vampiric embrace. My arms wide open to be free in the sense I am shaking where I take my seat, Upon which I beckon those close closer to hear the whispers of creativity and ecstasy.Freedom in love.
by ~Abh
The Stranger and the ReaperTraipsing through the midnight vale, Worn boots on snapping twigs. Stranger silent in the moonlight, Shatter the illusion of peace; The breeze grips so tight, As his howl disturbs those who sleep.The Stranger and the Reaper
He approaches; the pond retreats, The water ever more tense; Stranger silent in the moonlight; Reaches his hand in. The frozen water grips so tight! A wanderer swallowed in the moonlight.
There is no light as his worn boots sink, His soul held by twisted, ringed fingers of the reaper, Thrown deeper, and deeper, Mud engulfs him whole, he is no more
by ~Abh
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the suffering of humanityWalk the desserted roads crumbled and decayed, the blood has dried only skelentons remain. Watch the buildings fall to the ground, what once was there is not to be found.the suffering of humanity
Those I've loved and held so dear, they are gone the truth brings fear Nothings left only that in my head, the monster lives while i am dead.
All your fears that I've kept close to mine, in my black skies of grey what is time? I see the shadows wander at night, true to believe that I've lost sight.
Talking to the dead being sincere, the words they speak are not so clear.
by ~justjackel
Crystal castlea walk through the hall of crystal glass every living memory fading so fast never any escape, all locked behind doors behind stained glass windows and crystal walls red, stained red, a colour so despised one colour to signify both death and sun-rise both leaving her breathless everytime leaving her sobbing crystal tears as she cries as she is hidden away in the crystal castleCrystal castle
watching the rest of the world go round whilst she sits in the window sill making no sound waiting for the one thing to come and save her time has no meaning as the years are a blur surr
by ~damned-phoenix
Even Shadows need love friendIn love with a shadow... I've promised it my heart Promised to wait for it till the end of days. The night is a comfort, the day is a pain. In love with a shadow I pray for the rain, when all the clouds blot out the sun and me and my lover can be as one. In love with a shadow.... a useless drain. I cry alone in a well lit hall, I wish the walls would fall, I wish for a forest to swallow me up, I wish for the sun to set. Tear my hair out, bite my nails, crack my bones and tether my feet-I hate this. You all bath me in light, all I ask for is night. I'm in love with a shadow, whyEven Shadows need love friend
by ~call-me-Karei
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- Current Residence: Folkestone, in the UK
- Favourite band or musician: Children of Bodom undoubtedly.
- Favourite poet or writer: "A friend of mine", I'll refer to as j.w
- MP3 player of choice: iPod. Mines red.
- MSN: jack@abhorsen.plus.com
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