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Post by phoenixfire on Oct 8, 2005 15:26:29 GMT -5
Darkness Dreaming
Darkness, Like imaginings in the night, Bids softly, the demons flight
To take form, Its twisted shape Trailing endless nothing in its wake
And transforms Precious into dull And human flesh to bone and skull
Shadows sing unfathomable shame, And with awful power, they sing its name While feeding on the world of men
Sucking life And draining color, As if that life-dye could return again
But darkness, With all its phantom pawns and woeful schemes Can only hold you while you dream
-Leah Kotlarchyk
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Post by Lady Mage on Oct 29, 2005 14:11:01 GMT -5
They should make this into a song
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Post by StoriesThatNeverWere on Mar 8, 2007 16:50:02 GMT -5
I completely agree.
This was beautiful. You painted such a powerful picture with this poem. Excellent job.
Favorite line:
And transforms Precious into dull And human flesh to bone and skull
~Song <3
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