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» Poem: Empty Hole
Empty Hole
written by insanebitch2000
05:22 PM 10/11/04
I have sold my soul to the dark,
My greediness is worse then a shark,
I can't feel nothing, just a burning fire,
This is not what I desire.

Something reaches for me,
Who can it be?
A cold hand in my soul,
It left me with the feeling of an empty hole.

A great castle standing in a pale light,
Surrounded by dreadful monsters in the night.
I see a contour of something that look like a man,
Tall, big and scary. His skin was made of sand.

Is this only one of my dreams?
I really hope so, because I can't stand the screams.
Fires all around, people lying dead,
A stake is put up with a human head.

A big wooden door opens before my eyes,
Creatures screaming and telling me all these lies.
Do not listen, I close my eyes and ears,
The air is filled with many tears.

Dont be afraid, it won't take long,
Listen while you wait to this dreadful song,
Pain so immense that you can not believe,
This is not a goal to achieve.

I have to be strong at this time,
For this was indeed my crime,
I have to hide my fear,
And show them a real tear.

Please darkness,
Hide my fear.


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» Comments / Feedback
by ashevil (10-13-2004 - 01:55 PM)

by ashevil (10-13-2004 - 01:55 PM)
yea i like that one didn't get it all but i like it

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