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The nights are fading day by day,Disintegrating into empty space,Leaving no trace of my decay.Sometimes, at the lonely bay,You can see the memory of a forgotten faceAs the nights are ...

Too tragic to live with you,Too broken to die for you,These scars, they swallow hard,All my time is spent in the dark.Somebody tell me how I got here,How I've lost ...

Sunset, expect this to be your last onewith our vast return as your death is three sixes where hill-beacons burn, run-In the darkness, undressed, blood-red, unfed,as lips distend ending, time ...

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I wrote this about the whore of Babylon ....because the only part of the bible that I like is the book of Revelations. Burning Flesh,Dripping absinthe oil,Consuming them all,She is ...

This is a sestina, so yes each line is supposed to end with the same words. x]And tell me what a better name would be for this; I'm horrible at ...

In my field of imaginary flowers,I lay inside myself for hours,watching black tainted raindrops fallonto my cold dry face as I callfor my soul to return back,So that I can ...

In the beginning, formed in wind and storm,A big mass of black with infinite mathswarmed and spat bitter heaven into form.Lit up with precious stones, it filled with wrath,Raining down ...

I made up my own rhyme scheme and wrote this ... and yeah, I know vibrance isn't a word, but I couldn't think of anything else to put.. so criticize! ...

Stars spatter the sky.I long to douse their luminosityand create another Hell on earth.Shadows gather poisonously onto flesh,as the hissing pentacle rises againupon the sepulchre doors of the damned.T

Okay, just so you won't be completely confused, this is about a woman named Elizabeth Bathory, who would bathe in young women's blood, believing that it would keep her young ...

I'm horrible with names, so if you know anything that would be a better name for this, tell me When contrary winds blow across the sands,their murmurs can be easily ...

This is an allegorical poem I wrote about attempted and failed you dream, you see a small, brightcrimson sphere against a white backgroundof dull, pale is an apple,and you see ...

It's another sestina I wrote for my writing class. ___________________________________________________I pray to the nightfall to take my hand as I descend,And the sky fills with rain.Enwreathed in mis

I wrote this about my best friend... I rated it 16+ even though I'm only 15, because it talks about suicide, and I don't want anyone to get offended or ...

I know it's not that good, read and criticize Remembering that fateful evening,surrounded by perfect, flawless people,while the black candle flames dancepast my distracted line of vision.But I am draw

I remember beingtrapped in thedark.I remember havingnoemotion as I f e

I wrote this two act play in my Creative Writing class, so I thought I'd post it on here. It starts out really weird and random, but I really don't ...

This is also about Elizabeth Bathory... I was being greatly inspired by my favorite band. The quotes in italics are from songs, I didn't write them. But everything else, I ...

The first part of my play is here flashes back with Helena's parents talking to her psychiatrist.]MRS. TAYLOR: Yes, we know who it was that killed her sister, Kristy. It ...

I see you there, as they tense for warfare.Standing there, with your innocent this what you call it, that God is glorifying?Here we are now, between the dead and your ...