A-Dark-Poet

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. Our Song . by A-Dark-Poet, literature

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. Our Song .

It plays in my mind. Day by day. Time and time again. Your the lyrics singing inside my head. Baby your the song I never want to end. I repeat it every hour. Just to keep seeing your face. The worries you fear. Never need be there. I feel your heartbeat faster. Yet, I know your scared. I play the last part of our song once again. Just to see your smile. Baby, Everydays amazing. Captivating. You never need to worry. I play this just for you. I wrote my book. With you inside it. I feel your heart break. But you are my only. Our song plays over again. I feel my tears run down my face. Scared for you sometimes. I know you

Agony End by A-Dark-Poet, literature

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Agony End

Your Facing into the sun. Blinded by the light. Everything is not alright. Destiny in despair. Confusion by compare. Through the winds of hell. We shall watch time drift by. Out of mind. All the time disappates into chaos. All hope relinquished. Collapsing upon thyself. Cast aside the lies. Wither away behind your eyes. Desperation ending in void. Lethal dejection. Reminds you of all those fears. All the rejection. Confusion of life. Tears at your nature. Left it all behind. With nomore light. Let the life behind your eyes. Wither away out of sight. Out of mind. Reperation beyond compare. Destruction in despair. THis

Family of Waste by A-Dark-Poet, literature

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Family of Waste

You waste of life. Terrible fools. Corrupt us once again. We will never be good enough. We won't care. Cause we are not giving up. How does it feel. When you do nothing. But stand and bitch. Corrupted by greed. Never awake. To see the pain. You've given. You will never be good enough. To deal with the heartache. Wondering and watching them die. Failing at your care. Your words are vile. You heart is broken. By the corruption deep within. Waste my life once again. You do it all the time. There is never time. To fix the desperation. We are left all alone. This is all we ever know. So much weight. It seems to keep grow

Awoken in Rage by A-Dark-Poet, literature

What Dwells by A-Dark-Poet, literature

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What Dwells

What dwells inside of me. The broken trust. The dark tears. I shed in vain. My heart astrewn. Battered and bruised. I can waste my time. Saying that I am alright. I put my hands together. Raise them up. Pray toward the heavens. That everything is okay. I seem to fall for myself. Each and everytime. My face lands flat. Seemingly unending. The pain and pressure. Fills the void. Gathering the dust. Upon my chest. I realize. That I am worth nothing more. Then a broken lie. I can see that this is my fate. Even with these jagerbombs. I can no longer fix the sorrow. I see the subliminal curses. Rotting through my mind. Co

Solace by A-Dark-Poet, literature

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Solace

Little world. Your corrupt grip. Entices me. Swallow my soul. Break my heart. I cry aloud. For the dead to hear. Memory of solace. I pray for thee. I wish your heart. Be for me. I cry once more. Screaming to the heavens. Your voice so silent. I can barely hear. I whisper out, calling for you. Wishing just once. I wasn't the only one left. I pray for thee. That no matter my fate. That you'll be safe. Endless heartache. Solace for me. This little world. Is to much for me. Your my last flutter of life. Just save yourself. Your my angel in disguise.

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Battlefield of Desire by A-Dark-Poet, literature

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Battlefield of Desire

Why do I hold you. As the world is beginning to end. This is my mentality. Right now it's ripping free. Right now it's killing me inside. Scream and aim. Just run right through me. The only escape is to die. Just scream my name. As I keep going higher. Take me along this road. The trip is forever. I keep seemingly going higher. Through the thoughts. It's a war. A fucking battlefield. Cut me loose. This chase is fueled by desire. Your heart. Seems to be corrupt. Taking me further. As you kill me inside. Where has it fallen. Tear my heart out. From the inside. I keep on screaming. For your attention. But it doesn't fu

Get It Over With by A-Dark-Poet, literature

Whats Wrong With Me? by A-Dark-Poet, literature

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Whats Wrong With Me?

What do you know about pain? How can you realize these thoughts of mine. When I am sapped of life. Death from frequency. Life of regret. I won't let it get to me. I am far from protected. From the forms of resilency. Take a hold of me. Break free. Let me release this dark energy. Sadistic at my heart. Mentally ill. A story of whims. Shadowed by falsities. Mentally fucked. By the bearings inside. How can you feel for me? I am the self retention. Inside the suicides. Of the many fallen few. Take me away. I am not ok. Revel against my ecstasy. I am taking the long way home. Even when I regret my failure. I see the desir

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Misery Dance by A-Dark-Poet, literature

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Misery Dance

What fuels the desire. Can it drive away. The pain inside. The dance of a thousand dreams. Suicide and greed. Leak into desire. Creating the illusion. To dance into a flame. The blaze bursts out. Bleeding into rapture. Oozing the liquid out. How does this feel? To be released. Moving about in fictious factions. Revolving around in mediocre circles. With beads of sweat dripping from the pores. Can this be a disaster. As you find out. How far im willing to go. To rotate my dance. So itll last longer. Ill revolve around the room. Chilling my every move. The frost will slowly settle upon the floor. Slowly ensuing my pain.

Ghost Orchid by A-Dark-Poet, literature

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Ghost Orchid

Stems of blue. A crimson hue. Basking in the moonlight sky. Lifeless and cold. The flower blooms. Blocking out all signs of life. The frail white petals. Drift to the ground. Waining in chilling frost. Each moment passes. It sets to die. Waiting for its time. So hard for it to pass. Till it blooms again. When the sun wains in the night. The flowers cold gaze. Will bloom again. Another day.

Devoured by A-Dark-Poet, literature

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Devoured

Ripping at your bones. Flesh peels with ease. Bleeding isn't a worry. Well at least not for me. Tearing at your arms. The blood runs down in pools. The throats been slashed. As i chew upon your neck. The flesh so warm. It burns inside my mouth. You try to scream. All in vain. Ill chew you apart. No matter what the pain. Die for me. Let me see. What foods i see. I shudder to think. What could become of this. My final dinner. Devoured.

Lygophobia by A-Dark-Poet, literature

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Lygophobia

Creeping beneath the door. The light slowly shutters. Waving away the windless wonders. It creeps beneath the frame. Burning its own passion. Where light won't go. The fear so utter. The chaos striking beneath the skin. Attuned to the nightless sky. Your eyes adjust with chaos. Your lips open and screams arise. From your lungs. The shadows slowly crept over you. In the night. You can never sleep. Without the light. Laying in your corner. A fire slowly burns. Were the darkness is kept at bay. As the fear utters its fatal words. To slay you in your sleep.

Bleeding Harvest by A-Dark-Poet, literature

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Bleeding Harvest

The fields growing the bleeding flesh. Mile after mile. Their bodies lay to rest. The graves so full with living dead. Their bodies no place to set. They seem to grow pile after pile. Their bodies set ablaze. In this field of death. Their flesh once prized. To the glory hound who wanted victory. Till his face was torn away. The blood here coagulated from the sun. Stench so unbareable. The eyes water and burn. No man can stand the rotting corpses. Sitting in the sun. A field of death this is. But soon the harvest will come. To feed the thousands Who aren't yet dead. Feeding their flesh. With their dead familes. Rotting in

Sanitys Loss by A-Dark-Poet, literature

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Sanitys Loss

Thoughts of coal. Motions a blur. The chills so frequent. Where could they flow? Bring out the best? Bring out the worst. Each little word youve spoken. Is a question for war. The proverbs so dead. Their past legacys frequent ahead. The path so lost. Is all seen. Soaked in evil. Riddled in wine. The blood shed. Drags upon from time. What a way to burn. To deceive their lustered chaos. Brimming with emotions. Destituded from lack of contagions. Lacking them in soulburns. Dawn of decadance. Worship me. For im sanity.

White Lace by A-Dark-Poet, literature

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White Lace

Roses! Setting on white lace. The partys just begun. For the dead. Roses set upon the tables. To prepare the feast Endless rotting. The mindless walking runs ramparted. In the eyes. The roses. Seem to bleed. Upon the white lace. Their perfect symmetry. Doesnt flatter. The liquid runs black from them. The whitened cloth. Soaks it up. Dying its afterlife. Ashes floating through the air. Circumventing the disease. The roses. Lie upon the white lace. Bleeding their fatal disease.

Tearing Me Apart by A-Dark-Poet, literature

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Tearing Me Apart

It all falls apart. As I lay on down. I seem to forget. that im falling too far. As i fall apart. Im leaning in on desperation. Lacking emotion. For a hurting sensation. You can never feel the way I do. As im beginning to tear everyone down. This feeling is so false. I just want to make it go away. Just make it go away. Still ill waste another day. Wishing for another way. To make up my mind. Trying to get away. I wont let you inside of me. You seem to twist my words the same way. Each time i spill my views. But i always numb your help. Such a feeling. That im becomming numb. Still ill waste another day. Just figuring

Infect by A-Dark-Poet, literature

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Infect

I seem to fall to my knees. As I feel this way. Another day. I cant release. Ill never be free. Your just a waste of time. Was it really worth it. To listen to your words. Ill never take it. As I fall asleep at night. I dont fear what you are. You really arent dangerous. As you facade the stories. So I would relate. Ill never be apart of your plan. As you infect me. With a waste of time. Was it really worth it? To try to fix me. As you creep up inside of me. Youll realize. I will never take it. So get outside of me.

The Fountain by A-Dark-Poet, literature

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The Fountain

Would'nt it be nice. To see a future. Would'nt it be nice. To live a little longer. Then all the rest. Live as long as the best. Just to realize a simple tradition. Lacking in its own suffocation. Would'nt it be nice. To see a world. Seldom seen from human eyes. A world of life. Exceeding the existance. Of the fellows around. See the thousand suns burning bright. Live it to the fullest. From the imagination. Lossing the mind. Can it be seen. The world. Were we could all be. Would'nt it be nice. To find a fountain. That would make us live forever. Just from a few swallows of its pale blue waters. Just take a sip. Only

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The Dance of the Corpses by A-Dark-Poet, literature

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The Dance of the Corpses

Riddled with the gore mindless chatter lore His face has melted away just so his breath would sway each day he walks the line to breath the stench of death the lights flood the scene as the corpses pile up the rain falling upon their pale faces after their souls died their tears wont shed as they rise form the dead this is the darker story their faces peeling from the bone their words so cold it wont leave anyone alone standing in the crowd the rain falls harder soaking the moistened ground as they sing their horrid song of death decaying corpses rise above to dance their neverending dance to their song of decayed roman

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A-Dark-Poet

Dec 23, 2007

Truth

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Why me?

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A-Dark-Poet

Nov 5, 2007

Wow Its November

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It's already november it's quite odd isn't it?

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A-Dark-Poet

Sep 6, 2007

Howdy

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Its been about 3 months since I posted a journal Thought it was time to update. Well lately I haven't had any creative thought for poems anymore. Just to busy with thinking about stuff I shouldn't be. So until I get some new thoughts I will be posting my old stuff from last year, and some from this year that I haven't posted yet.

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Romancing-the-Broken

Feb 3, 2008

YOU'VE BEEN HUGGED!

Spread the DA love around! (you can copy and paste this message on their userpage!)

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Jan 3, 2008

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