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Death's Shadow Poems
Light the flame, keep the darkness at bay. Beware the night, take heed of those afraid of light.
Consider Me Gone
Every night, I went to bed hoping that you'd change and everything would be like it used to.
If You Love Me
If I am your one and only then why is she in your arms? If you love me then why did you leave me?
Rain assaults the abandoned house, trees bend and sway in the driving wind. Wolves growl and snarl, pulling their young in close.
If I Die Today
If i died today, would you have things left unsaid? unfinished? or would it be just another day for you?
Death to my Heart
Drive a stake through it, shoot it with a.45, rip it out. Send death to my heart
It's 2 a.m. and I'm sitting here all alone in this world ever since you left me.
Lay still and close your eyes, I know it hurts, I know you're scared.
Because He Doesn't Care
You want to be five, you want to cover your ears to block out the screaming, you want him to care again.
Battle Plans for Aphrodite
With a smile even the devil would flee from and a fire in his eyes stolen from hell, he laughs a laugh that would put Kronos to shame. As a red pool, deep crimson as the eyes of evil hisself,
The heartache is at end, though you're not by my side. You didn't explain or apologize.
Survive For Me
As the sun sets, I'll lay down and die for you.
Lucky to Be Alive
A deadly silence spreads across the room.
The blood red sky reflects in the eyes of a child, as he’s led down the path holding the hand of a dark stranger.
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892)
(31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821)
Light the flame,
keep the darkness at bay.
Beware the night,
take heed of those afraid of light.
Worse than monsters under the bed,
worse than monsters hiding in the closet.
Behind you, they silently creep,
waiting for you to sleep.
they feed off fear.
Pain is what they intend to induce,
whenever they are set loose.
Bars can't stop them,
chains won't hold them.
They prey on those who still have innocence,
making use of their ignorance.
Victims are left bleeding and broken,
never to be the same again.
Every breath ...