Poeeemz
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Passion in a single heartbeat.
passion in my deepest mind.
passion that moved me to, move a line, that is drawn in sand.
a reaction for ever action. my reaction was passion.
i reacted to the singing of fire song, words that swept me off my feet i felt my arms grow tense and my heart sink deep. i moved my legs and moved my hands, my mind puttepting from that broken line in the sand.
and when i swam towards my goal,
passion in my mind.
anger in my soul.
i hate and move from the movement. i moved and moved again.
embracing my passion, and moving around a striking hand. i slung snapped, i broke and crushed. i crushed another and felt nothing more then joy and...lust...lust for another try, for another chance to feel the passion of the kill. -
slim wins
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agreed.
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lol hre's the last part..
wish for the chance to try again. -
If only it were so simple,
to cruise through life smelling roses;
but the obstacles blacken the countryside,
and we unwittingly crush them beneath our boots.
Dreams sustain us through the madness;
goals give a finish line to our race.
Yet they change with every turn, around every wall,
and remain elusive throughout the quest.
Mistakes are made, and regrets are our luggage;
we will drag them with us to slow us down.
The victories are flashes of light, sudden and unlasting, which allow us
to glimpse the road ahead before darkness descends.
Love is bitter, yet it is the bread that keeps us.
Over and over it fills us up, only to starve us.
The people whom we love shape our destinies and our strengths,
yet leave us cold and alone in the darkness.
There are others trying to race to the end;
occasionally, we bump into one or two.
The bonds we form help us down the path less lonely
but eventually, we lose each other in the darkness.
Alone is not a bad way to be;
it clears your head and focuses you on the journey.
Cherish the short intervals during the quest you have with others,
but be prepared to walk alone in the darkness -
mystic voices lead me to suicide
I will unite my flesh with him tonight
blasphemous son in my veins
into the magic circle
lord of dark winds
obscure my soul
burn my eyes
make me see illusions
burning in black flames forever
the child of my morbid perversion
is screaming glory of darkness
sing the occultic psalm
with the book of eternal oath
I created the face of the goat
unholy psalm to lead the souls
blood means the pact with my lord
cold winds of doom prevail
7 horns sing the prophecy
glory to the darkest depth
revelate my eternal prayer
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nize poems dude.
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primeval god finally returns
comes a sound of triumph
I hear his voice
a dawn of evil prayer
a raise of million hands
revelation of our dreams
I open my eyes
I'm into the tomb
feel a touch of cool
carry beneath the gates
...and now lucifer comes
rides on the wings of winds
opens the gates of ancient towns
leads us to eternal delight
among the thousand flames
from dark to black again
his eyes are dark and cold
like northern frost
and icy breath
is a wind for the faithful
bring me there
where daylight never exists
and people live on gloom
bring me there
where I will be free
from god's tyranny
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I'm a lil yellow duck a sittin by the river
take a bite of the lily pad
i croke: i'm glaad :D -
Time for some dark humor!
There once was a man named Burt
Who never seems to get hurt
But down a cliff he fell
His last words he yelled
proclaimed his love, as death, he slowly revert. -
Did you guys even fuking read my poems??????
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ooo sanguine :)
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i did....
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enslaved in a cloud above the vast sea
I've finished my journey through the 7 incarnations
the blaze of my glory die out for this world
as the blaze of my rustly steel died
dark forests, unknown vast lands
were my home, my dream which came true
wild as eternal fear of the blackness
I live primeval life under the horned one's rules
steeps resounded with the howl of the wolves
searching alone for the victim
and from the deep forest rised you chant
about the god of coldwinds and desire
crushing the last wound of the crucified one
I stalked the path of the sword, fire and blood
my armies of the ships like dragons
spread fear among the holy lands
altars were burning with black fire
for the master of eternal spaces
born for our blood and fiery steel
victorious wave of warfare and mayhem
immortal, invincible, dark warrior
(I) leaded my troops through countless battles
and the scream of the dying was our pride
I split a lot of blood, stole human souls, cruel
now it's time to finish my journey, to rest
I fall into oblivion with weapons
no one will feed my razor with blood again
and the ships sing the psalm of the immortal... -
Idiots don't know the true meaning ov poetry... >=(
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