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Comment by Redrum: the undead juggalo on November 28, 2011 at 6:15pm

icy fingers down my spine, cilled breath, blood red wine.
she holds me, enfolds me....never could i escape her.
i fall within her cold embrace...pale angel's face with a devil's grace.
in death you will always be my angel

Comment by Redrum: the undead juggalo on November 6, 2011 at 3:01pm

laughing

lying

crying

dying

hope abandoned, my soul lies dead.

death and i eternity wed.

round, and round we dance and spin...

dancing death only grins

Comment by Komrad Wayne on August 3, 2011 at 4:56am

Im sorry everybody, I havent been keeping up on this particular group too well...alot of people have joined, but not too many have posted...dont be shy, just post some work, Im going to jump right up to "our original works" and post something completely off the top of my head...cuz thats the mood Im in right now...enjoy

Comment by Komrad Wayne on July 19, 2011 at 10:57pm

I have to admit, that was pretty funny and clever...

Comment by Daniel DeLoof on July 18, 2011 at 6:01pm

DEAD NED: He's not much of a talker.Not even a squawker.He walks with a gimp.And looks like a Simp! His clothes are in tatters.Not that it really matters!He smells really rotten,and has long been forgotten.Except for his tombstone,which stands all alone.And the earth that he dug through.With nasty fingers of bone! He now walks the streets.In search for those treats! It's BRAINS that he wants,and brains that he eats! So if your not careful.And you come across Ned.He will look pretty awful ,because he is dead.He is dead and a Zombie.And might seem insane.But if you get to close to him.He will rip out your BRAIN!!!

Comment by Zombie Killa on July 14, 2011 at 12:25pm

Comment by Komrad Wayne on July 13, 2011 at 1:42am

Castle

To look into ones’ eyes and see nothing is bleak
Silent whispers of the memories emerge
Echoing from a time we used to speak
The picture is fading, the image is blurred
You crept in and overtook while my guard was down,
How absurd

I was so jaded, so scarred from battles,
My barriers were strong, I just couldn’t be rattled

The heart a refuge of solitude, but only there was I safe

You crumbled those walls, you tore down that fortress
“Be at ease, be at ease; no need for the stones”
I believed you, I emerged; I was no longer alone

Here lies my castle, a pile of rubble,
You broke through my defenses, and left me nothing but trouble.
I must rebuild now, the next battle is soon
I rebuild these walls, among your shadow that looms.

Comment by Komrad Wayne on July 11, 2011 at 11:43pm

I Wish I Could Say

I wish I could say

Your memories are gone

The feelings have faded.

I wish I could say

What I mean to feel and what I feel to mean

Something.

But nothing is everything, I’m surrounded.


I wish I could say

I no longer miss you,

I wish I could say

I’ve grown stronger; wiser, I’m a better man

Time will continue to shape me as I learn where I stand.

Lessons have been bestowed upon me before,

I chose to ignore.


I wish I could say

I finally stand tall

I wish I could say

I knew enough to know it all.

Comment by Komrad Wayne on July 11, 2011 at 2:05pm

Shakespearian!!! NICE!!!!!!!!!!!

Comment by Komrad Scarlet Zombie☭ on July 11, 2011 at 12:19pm

Shall I compare thee to the somber dead?

Shall I compare thee to the somber dead?
Thou art more mobile and more desperate.
Rough winds don't touch a coffin-buried head,
And funerals hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often cause the dead things to decay;
And every life from life sometime declines,
By chance, or since you've gnawed its limbs away.
But thy eternal moaning shall not fade
Nor lose possession of such "life" thou hast;
Nor shall death brag thou wand'rest in his shade,
When in eternal mad undeath thou last,
So long as men have brains on which to feed,
So long lurch you, in everlasting greed.

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