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When People BleedThere's nothing cute about my smile
because I grin when people bleed.
There's nothing sweet about my eyes;
they only open to watch you plead.

I don't see innocence in the mirror
and though my hair may pass my back.
I won't turn and show you horror
because my back you'll surely stab.

Petticoats and bodies float
as I set my demons free.
Blood is shed upon this blade
and now my own- so cute, so sweet.

ThinkingThinking and thinking way too much,
Scaring myself into this rut,
Horrified of what it should be,
Hoping not to be scared off me,
Running so far so very scared,
It doesn't make sense no where,
Frightened and heart pounding,
Heard these words so demanding,
Screaming so very deep inside,
I can sit here and merely cry.

Insane otherEvery single drawing drove her upset,
Every single drawing came like the rest.
Never satisfied with all divine,
Knowing it all just began with a rhyme.
Just like her drawings she can't speak a thing,
Thinking and thinking made her insane.
Looking around so frequently,
Waiting for death to come swiftly.

Executioner.Feel that heart drumming?
Well it's gonna stop one day;
so better get your adrenaline running.
If wise you'll seize no delay:
Because that knife I pulled from my back will take your life away.

Blood still drenches it fresh-
I bet you're anxious to sense how it coheres with your own.
Like a viper she'll maim your flesh,
bury herself into your chest,
and find her way to the marrow of your godforsaken bones.

I see liquid copper gurgle from your throat already;
you can't breathe- I wonder why it's no longer slow and steady?
What was a tongue, now nothing but a incompetent lump of carrion,
but worry not, knave:
Those whose mouths are poisoned by

I am the MurdererEleventh hour of the day,
You will learn to fade away,
In the darkness isn't it right?
To be forgot in the night?
Keep on moving what do you see?
Oh are you behind me?
Try to kill me yes i see,
Just a knife is what i need.
To leave now without further to do,
For i will murder you,
Hurt my family kill my friends,
Damage the insides of all that mends,
To be punished damned to hell,
You won't know what i tell.
Take it back now you see,
You decided to hurt me,
Death and pain comes with a toll,
Never wanting it to show,
A murderer now walks the street,
For now it is me.

Jack the RipperLooking up
From a body cold
Withered skin
Decades old

Are frosty eyes
Unseeing and still
Staring out
After a gruesome kill

Done by a man
A merciless mystery
Jack the Ripper
A piece of history

Or is he?

Don't Go In The WoodsIf you ever go walking in the woods.
Late at night.
Take my words into consideration.
And beware.

Beware the blood red moon.
For when you see that.
It is when you know..
That the Hessian is on the prowl.

He races through the night.
Hunting for his prey.
His gaze and teeth are razor sharp.
He'll chop off your head..
And steal your heart.

If you seek the bloodthirsty one.
The one known as the Hessian.
Make a turn to the Indian trail.
To the tree of the dead.

But be sure not to come alone.
As he's always looking for more victims.
Climb down carefully to the Hessian's lair.
Can you hear him roaring?

If you can.
Say your prayers.
And don't fo

UntitledPain and sorrow goes tomorrow,
As long as it shows we will know,
Coming near we are choked,
Running near but in the cold,
Never knowing what to do,
Trying hard to keep hope,
Remembering its not me nope,
Feel like hiding over again,
Hoping i can't be found again,
But to be in pain and run away,
Doesn't help me in resembling,
I can't run and help all that hide,
I'm not helpful in that tide.

The Night Shift.I’m down for a diaper change because it’s about time, I put trust in you and you ask me of mine.

I lie on my back and let you undo the tape, unaware to you now but the time will soon change.

You stare down the look on my blushing red face, and wonder how it feels to be in my place.

I know what you’re thinking from my eyes that see all, eyes that stare back as your guard starts to fall.

Without a warning you’re trapped in my gaze, your eyes start to haze, you’re lost and you’re dazed.

I reach from the floor and put my hand on your heart, your soul’s in the light but afraid of the dark.

I know tha

A Very Short Silent Hill PoemBlood and rust on the wall, she's planning to kill us all.

Might as well enjoy the carousel. Spinning horses with no tail.

"You can run, but you can't hide..." A voice giggles from inside.

We cry with all our might, until god is satisfied.

WerewolfDon't walk with me
I'll walk alone
I don't want you to see
My yelps, my moan

My ears grow wolf-like
I sprout sharp claws
Don't take a hike
Avoid my jaws

I am a legend
I bite and I growl
Here's the end
Here's my howl

El Silencio Como ArmaHuid Lucifer
Lo que vuestro frenesí ha creado
Se pronuncia hoy por sobre tu trono
Huid, ni el infierno bastara por condena
El Seol se hará paraíso frente a mi demencia
Huid a prisa, te observan al descanso,
Mas en tu infortunio, la fatiga,
Dulce hermana, repudia y aborrece
De todos modos, estimada contraparte,
Es una amante que eternamente te cortejará
¿Aullido de la noche?
¿Habrá para vos temor más insoportable?
¿Mi sigilo en el alba?
La muerte resulta un presente
Enviar licántropos tras tus huellas,
Ver tú alzar ante los molinos de vuestra fuga,
Glorificar la tierra, comerciante de tu gloria,
Regateando los muñones de tu dignidad…
No recuerdo manjar más exquisito
Que ahogara mi vista en tan cruel mueca
Bosques, susurradores de mi nombre
Desiertos, clones de mi colmillo favorito
Y el mar, Leviatán, mi buen amigo…
Haz de tu solaz su talar
Bien comprendo
Tu gana bárbara

The MasqueradeThe Masquerade
From "Mask of the Red Death" by Edgar Allen Poe
Contest entry for "a night t a masquerade ball"
'T was the night of the 23rd
The wind was blowing hard
The townsfolk curled up in their beds
Not a living soul went out
The wind swept the dust along the road
The clouds wreathed a pale moon
Far away at the court of Estafal
The nobles gave a masquerade ball
They dressed as creatures that walked the night
Dark costumes, faces painted deathly white
Then came a caller at the gate
The guard tried to warn him, or her,
That he had come too late
As he opened his mouth to speak
The guard choked on his breath
The caller strode silently through the door
Leaving the guard to his fate
He headed for the ball room
He found it within an hour
Then he stalked the dancing guests
Each one met his or her death

Rose's ThornPale the snow, cold the moon,
Soft the wind that sways and swoons.
Dark the fingers of the night,
Dream, the name that holds it tight.

Home of Book, Candle and Bell,
Dwell here Ghast and Angel Fell.
Rest the rose in gloomy grove,
Shadow grown and majick wove.

Petals soft as sleeping lips,
Slender spine, from dewdrop sips,
Convincing guise, the beauty worn,
But for the kiss of a roses thorn.

Day of the dead ~a horror and sad story~ ch.1One glamours day in mobius sonic and his friends even shadow and alex were in a pinic in seaside hill, Sonic:soo who brought the chili dogs?! Amy:Me silly

Sonic:Great! Shadow:any swiss rolls left? Alex:yes shadow right here

Shadow had always loved alex's famous swill rolls. Tails

lz pass the peanut and jelly sandwitches? Knucles:Right here buddy... Rouge:Any jewels oh i mean any fruit? Shadow:Right here

( omg shadow smiled!!) Sonic and his friends always have fun seaside hill but untill a huge storm appeared and shadow was the first one to see it first, Shadow:EVERYONE GET TO SHELTER QUICK!!! shadow yelled out and everyone heard him and ran as fast as they can, But for sonic it wasn't that hard because after all he is the fastest thing alive

, Then shadow catched up to sonic and told him to slow down because he needed to help the others, Sonic nodded and slow down abit...Then he noticed a person with blue fur came up to him! It was himself of course, Nega sonic:Y

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A Prayer In A Graveyardby `devildoll

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©2005-2013 `devildoll

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_{I wrote this about 10 years ago. I was around 15 or 16. If you find it cheesy or poorly written that is my excuse. My punctuation may be poor. I was never really good at that in school}

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~Stefymoondust Mar 26, 2012

I like your style of writing, you should write again

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`devildoll Apr 1, 2012 Professional Digital Artist

Thank you. y Hubby was just telling me that the other night. I might give it a try again.

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~Stefymoondust Apr 1, 2012

go ahead

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`Heidi-V-Art Jun 23, 2005 Professional Photographer

Great poem and it is written so well!

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~MissM69 Jun 14, 2005

Mmmmmmmmmm this just gets better and better

To quote INTERVIEW WITH A VAMPIRE "I want some more"

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`devildoll Jun 16, 2005 Professional Digital Artist

more you shall have.

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~shadowvampire Jun 11, 2005 Hobbyist Digital Artist

Love it!!!

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`devildoll Jun 12, 2005 Professional Digital Artist

Thank you!

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~anciano66 Jun 6, 2005 Writer

I am the shadow of the flame.
Iam the astral and the crystal prism of all tears.
I am the sun that burns for a billion years.
I am the watchman and the wheel.
and in certain circles, I am cold blue steel.
here to hold you in midnight skies.
I am here to sing you lullabies,
So blow me a kiss forever
on the full moon's night.
and rememberance shall avail thee
the blessings of all things.

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