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Evil poetry and morbid poems about death and horror
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woodland
Horrified Woodland
In the forest of bamboo poles walked it was hot and
I felt like a lost ant not remembering where its hill was.
I tried to pull up a bamboo pole I remembered that
as a boy I had a rattan fishing rod,
but could not, and it didn´t mattered I wasn´t
going to fish anything anymore. The panda likes bamboo shoots.
I used to go fishing in the stream on
Summer evenings and when I caught some
the farmer´s wife fried them in butter ... delicious...
The stream is not there any longer, a beauty that was a hindrance
to progress ...
In the forest of bamboo poles walked it was hot and
I felt like a lost ant not remembering where its hill was.
I tried to pull up a bamboo pole I remembered that
as a boy I had a rattan fishing rod,
but could not, and it didn´t mattered I wasn´t
going to fish anything anymore. The panda likes bamboo shoots.
I used to go fishing in the stream on
Summer evenings and when I caught some
the farmer´s wife fried them in butter ... delicious...
The stream is not there any longer, a beauty that was a hindrance
to progress ...
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Hail! Bright Cecilia - part 2
You embody all that is falsified
The dead of winter I may find solace knowing what you had done for me I freeze but to know you
you
you on
that solid fragment of time wait; but what are you waiting for? It was you all along was it not something I had wanted feared revelled being your creature
Am I your creature do I bow to you
In the heavens angels call frightening songs of praise they say you were the one
the one
Who to the feasts of fowl the lords of gore and wretch you made you made them new
With your songs and music of love and kindness and...
The dead of winter I may find solace knowing what you had done for me I freeze but to know you
you
you on
that solid fragment of time wait; but what are you waiting for? It was you all along was it not something I had wanted feared revelled being your creature
Am I your creature do I bow to you
In the heavens angels call frightening songs of praise they say you were the one
the one
Who to the feasts of fowl the lords of gore and wretch you made you made them new
With your songs and music of love and kindness and...
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The power of preservatives
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catss
To settle is an understatement I'll take it dead from the basement the black hole of giving in makes these zombies attractive to my grin I've spit walked away from you bitchs so many times shooters forget not thy bullets hear the rhyme the ones I click with crawl under my skin parasites keeping me sick pill head after pass out no needles you keep your shakes you hot little witchs with your problems so fake yet I see them all as chocolate cakes once again overflowing man in my brain laughs with grins pulling the file of one so many sins using it against me never to win I've been so good for...
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anti society
I'm all fucked up and tweaked
I wish that they'd bypass me
Cause I'm a, defective reject
Sceptical suspect
HEY! ANTI!
YEAH! SOCIETY!
I'm a reject!
Born with a mission
Do nothing and so much less
Convict the all too straight
and fucking burn all the rest
HEY! ANTI!
SOCIETY!
Born a reject
Became a suspect, for you
I wouldn't want to learn what's right
I'd rather Fuck up and die
Life's too short to sit and wait
For a ship that's never gonna sail....
I wish that they'd bypass me
Cause I'm a, defective reject
Sceptical suspect
HEY! ANTI!
YEAH! SOCIETY!
I'm a reject!
Born with a mission
Do nothing and so much less
Convict the all too straight
and fucking burn all the rest
HEY! ANTI!
SOCIETY!
Born a reject
Became a suspect, for you
I wouldn't want to learn what's right
I'd rather Fuck up and die
Life's too short to sit and wait
For a ship that's never gonna sail....
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the difference (I'm back)
Smoke waves and swirls as I exhale phase the soul with the mind skill I'm one inch from divine hale, one prince speaks for the king still I'm nothing to compare here waiting for the ever near coming death without regrets, let's not digress the msg stands unheard for the less unspoken if blessed, is this a test? Or do you think your ready to bet, life instead are you ready for death?
Why kill a man for another man who never knew the man you killed, he just knows the man, he wants to kill but its none of the men your killing so?.......what are you doing bro?
I don't get it?...
Why kill a man for another man who never knew the man you killed, he just knows the man, he wants to kill but its none of the men your killing so?.......what are you doing bro?
I don't get it?...
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Poem Eleven-Point-One
The voices call to those who are so small--
Blinking;
Clawing;
Breaking;
They hide just around the dark corner,
From every street performer;
Walking through the streets, will come close to defeat--
Stepping;
Tripping;
Sprinting;
Alleyways hide the true forms,
Of those monsters in dorms;
But what about those who crawl around to slice up toes?
Hunting;
Inquiring;
Hearing;
Can one truly be alone in the night,
When everywhere one looks, the darkness moves to bite?
From streets to driveways and...
Blinking;
Clawing;
Breaking;
They hide just around the dark corner,
From every street performer;
Walking through the streets, will come close to defeat--
Stepping;
Tripping;
Sprinting;
Alleyways hide the true forms,
Of those monsters in dorms;
But what about those who crawl around to slice up toes?
Hunting;
Inquiring;
Hearing;
Can one truly be alone in the night,
When everywhere one looks, the darkness moves to bite?
From streets to driveways and...
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Just a short one
Why dose it hurt? Why cant he just love me like he says he dose? Why must I suffer when he has someone eles that I know he loves more than me? Why must I wake up? Why must i live in this place called reality? Someone tell me... Please.
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Mocked
I'm alive but I churn.
My mind's eye turns,
to an absurd bird.
A mocking bird, mocking.
It urges splurges of turd,
on the rocking chair, mocking.
Then in my stocking.
It's daunting, wondering, when the taunting will end.
It's the eve of Christmas,
I have letters to send, do not mock me.
You have the toes of a werewolf and the arms of a zombie.
The crows ugly mind, a hyaena’s cackle.
Yet, you are the one, truly in shackles.
Cant stop laughing, for even a moments pause.
Even along, with old Santie clause.
So sink...
My mind's eye turns,
to an absurd bird.
A mocking bird, mocking.
It urges splurges of turd,
on the rocking chair, mocking.
Then in my stocking.
It's daunting, wondering, when the taunting will end.
It's the eve of Christmas,
I have letters to send, do not mock me.
You have the toes of a werewolf and the arms of a zombie.
The crows ugly mind, a hyaena’s cackle.
Yet, you are the one, truly in shackles.
Cant stop laughing, for even a moments pause.
Even along, with old Santie clause.
So sink...
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Tu, Tu, Tu......
Tu, Tu,Tu,Tu
Chaos cruising in on A.k bullets
Insurgents chants, citizens dance to the tune of
fear
Tu, tu, tu.
Endless gun shots, countless bodies dropped
Massacre, call Hotel Rwanda
The barracks miles away, washington way too
peaceful
Millitary home finally, burghers breath relieve
G.O.C commands, all clear, the wind is past
Attack.
Tu tu tu
Fire exchange, fight for dominion
Mediocre gun shooters with sophisticated guns
Tu tu tu tu
Trained soldiers with mediocre guns
Pa pa pa pa pa
Sound lost in the volumes of tu, tu,...
Chaos cruising in on A.k bullets
Insurgents chants, citizens dance to the tune of
fear
Tu, tu, tu.
Endless gun shots, countless bodies dropped
Massacre, call Hotel Rwanda
The barracks miles away, washington way too
peaceful
Millitary home finally, burghers breath relieve
G.O.C commands, all clear, the wind is past
Attack.
Tu tu tu
Fire exchange, fight for dominion
Mediocre gun shooters with sophisticated guns
Tu tu tu tu
Trained soldiers with mediocre guns
Pa pa pa pa pa
Sound lost in the volumes of tu, tu,...
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Stupied Kitten
Stupied kitten waiting for its owner to come home .
Stupied kitten wishing it had a home .
The kitten knows its been abandoned left and forgoten.
She got beat up by the neighbor's dog she is bleeding as she walks threw the cat door.
Hoping to see her owner in his room she walks in and its nothing but a dark empty room.
She looks around and meows a few times hoping he can hear her.
But he is no where insight so she lays on his bed as blood soaks the sheets and waits for his return.
The hours and minuets go by and still no sign...
Stupied kitten wishing it had a home .
The kitten knows its been abandoned left and forgoten.
She got beat up by the neighbor's dog she is bleeding as she walks threw the cat door.
Hoping to see her owner in his room she walks in and its nothing but a dark empty room.
She looks around and meows a few times hoping he can hear her.
But he is no where insight so she lays on his bed as blood soaks the sheets and waits for his return.
The hours and minuets go by and still no sign...
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filling of wanting to die
Filling of wanting to die to end my miserable suffering to walk into the light doomed by pain and hurt never to fill true love but knowing that I can't die that there is to much to live for and what the hell if I never experience true love to hell with love I will live alone forever with the all the pain and scars and knowing I want to die empty for all eternity dead on the inside just living on the outside
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