Literary Works » All » Horror
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Dying Rose Pain runs through my veins Your lies unfold and expose Your knife cuts the strings. Strings Of Lies Those lips could sink ships Your razorblades cut the webs ...
VeninAbyss - Oct 23, 2012 - 1 min read
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Open the door from the other side. Greet me with a jet black sky. Take me from these bright lights, and lead me through the darkness of night. ...
Vampiredefreak - Oct 23, 2012 - 11 min read
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Warning, the deaths are very descriptive. Pain, all I can feel now is the pain. The pain for those I have lost and the pain for what I've become. ...
goldenrebel - Oct 22, 2012 - 3 min read
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It was the end of November, no actually I think it was the beginning of December, but I suppose what does it matter, because the fact still remained that ...
UrbanCastle - Oct 18, 2012 - 7 min read
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Best friends - dead friends
Javshanidze - Oct 15, 2012 - 5 min read
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Oh immortal fire! Burn away my last breaths. Let my decay fill these eyes with tears, To regret their words. Let the curse of remorse forever haunt their dreams, ...
BaByLa1989 - Oct 14, 2012 - 3 min read
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Shrivelled and ghastly, the victim lay on the muddy ground her beady eyes empty with not even a shred of life or emotion left in them, her face white like ...
izzybarker1611 - Oct 10, 2012 - 3 min read
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I stared at my grotesque apperance in the rusted car mirror, the bloody drool forming a small puddle on the floor. Suddenly a sharp object hit my back and I ...
BeccaElizabeth - Oct 10, 2012 - 2 min read
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The Summer of ‘69 Oh when I look back now,
LadySpark - Oct 10, 2012 - 37 min read
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The moon cast it's face toward the sneering jaws of hunger. The bodies twitched and the eyes showed only determination. The electric sparks flew and looked as if they were ...
Rogue - Oct 9, 2012 - 2 min read
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Chloe Hallow hated clowns and the moment she laid her eyes on the invite for her neighbours clown party she was automatically frightened. She knew why she hated clowns it ...
TobiJae97 - Oct 8, 2012 - 8 min read
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Prologue Excerpt from the journal of Ms. Violet It was a cave, a luxury by most standards as the family living here had sturdy shelter for the season. But ...
Dingobabee - Oct 5, 2012 - 16 min read
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A short poem
Silver - Oct 5, 2012 - 2 min read
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She left me the one I love. She packed and left where I could not follow and in her absence I slipped in to my life dream. And ...
coyvan - Sep 30, 2012 - 4 min read
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“The House up on top the hill is none a thing to trifle with dear boy.” The eager old miser imparted with a dark smile; a smile full of wisdom, ...
VampireSenshi - Sep 27, 2012 - 8 min read