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[aid] => mick
[title] => Crimson Grace
[time] => 2004-06-05 23:25:09
[hometext] => This one is for my great friend Michelle.
[bodytext] => Take my hand, and follow me through this land. Walking under the blackened sky, and through the shadows' of the moonlight. Listen as souls cry out begging for mercyful grace, Begging to be taking away from this darkened place. Dance with me in the field of the dead, and watch as their memories fill your head. Call out into the night, and pull heavenly souls towards the darkened life. Rip out the heart from one who walks by, then take a bite, and hold it up high. Take the blood from their jugular vein, then lift them up into the sky, As you take their life, and leave them to die. Sing to me the song of the dead, as you fill your eyes to a crimson red. Then follow me into this town, and help me lay these bodies down. Filling the bloodstone completely red, this will become the night of the dead. Listen to the sounds of the likings, as they come running for the taking. Watch them tare at the flesh, and leave behind a bloody mess. Stare into the rain, and feel it fall upon your face. Then tell me this land is a grand, and full of crimson grace. Feel the ecstasy from the blood that burns, for this is the blood your body yearns. Now lick your lips, and catch the blood that continues to drip. Listen to the heart as it grows weak, and laugh at your prey as they try to speak. Open your mind to a crimson rage, and act like an animal just let out of a cage. For this is now a crimson parade. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 166 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Rylo [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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