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beyond the long lost wishing well,
there is a place, in which to tell,
spirits abound me, as hell's sounds surround me
these spirits astounding as death's call keeps pounding.
Back in your dream and out of the room that is death singing it's final tune, shadows on the wall creep around the room, like so many dead bodies at your tomb.
You are in the casket and see it close
You are not dead but no one knows

In the casket, down it goes you suddenly realize you are not alone.
Finally entering darkness, the night became.
The one thing, that I could see, was black,
fear digging at me, making the attack.
The bloody hand slips down your throat And rips out your heart with a terrible jolt.

The blood drips up and down your head
Your terror was true and now your dead. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 207 [topic] => 13 [informant] => jenniferstein2007 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 14 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )

Now your dead.

Contributed by jenniferstein2007 on Sunday, 22nd April 2007 @ 06:58:40 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

Beyond the gates of hell,
beyond the long lost wishing well,
there is a place, in which to tell,
spirits abound me, as hell's sounds surround me
these spirits astounding as death's call keeps pounding.
Back in your dream and out of the room that is death singing it's final tune, shadows on the wall creep around the room, like so many dead bodies at your tomb.
You are in the casket and see it close
You are not dead but no one knows

In the casket, down it goes you suddenly realize you are not alone.
Finally entering darkness, the night became.
The one thing, that I could see, was black,
fear digging at me, making the attack.
The bloody hand slips down your throat And rips out your heart with a terrible jolt.

The blood drips up and down your head
Your terror was true and now your dead.

Copyright © jenniferstein2007 ... [ 2007-04-22 18:58:40]
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Re: Now your dead. (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Monday, 23rd April 2007 @ 03:29:24 AM AEST
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Woawwwwwww chicklet this is deep, dark and a bit spooky, just the way I love it. Great job here

Michelle

Re: Now your dead. (User Rating: 1 )
by Vampirequeen on Tuesday, 24th April 2007 @ 06:35:55 AM AEST
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wow Jennifer
this is awsome piece.

The blood drips up and down your head
Your terror was true and now your dead

great job honey.

love mom

Re: Now your dead. (User Rating: 1 )
by blackrose233 on Wednesday, 25th April 2007 @ 01:41:16 PM AEST
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I love it

Re: Now your dead. (User Rating: 1 )
by aplsdka on Sunday, 3rd June 2007 @ 05:15:48 AM AEST
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Wow Jen, great poem
A little creepy, but really cool

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