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Array ( [sid] => 75367 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => It happened to Me [time] => 2004-12-11 21:08:21 [hometext] => An old poem made when I was being haunted by a ghost, wuz pritty scary lol, n e ways enjoy!! [bodytext] => When the sun goes down and slowly fades away,
I wish it wasn't the end of another tragic day,
The night falls and all of the stars brightly shine,
I wanted to keep it longer, wanter to keep it mine,
What I fear most is something most other can't see,
I can feel it creeping slowly, deep inside of me,
The coldness sweeps in and takes warmths place,
All of the colour drains out of my precious face,
They say to face your fears and it will go away,
But the next day it's back and it will not hold sway,
If you say your not afraid of the dark, I know that you are lying,
Listen with your heart and soul, can you feel them prying?
They creep in the shadows amidst the icy cold air,
If you feel them open your eyes, you can see them there,
Then you will see them edge their way near,
Don't ever believe that there is nothing to fear,
They know that you can see them, they'll try to take your soul,
Tell them to go back to hell and creep back into their hole,
Scream and turn violent, do whatever you must,
If you don't rid of them, you will lose all trust,
Then you will be falling and no one will be able to pull you through,
My friend this is what will happen if it's what you fail to do,
They will take you prisoner, and you'll never be able to see,
Im telling you this scary story because it happened to me.


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It happened to Me

Contributed by XxNights_ChildxX on Saturday, 11th December 2004 @ 09:08:21 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



When the sun goes down and slowly fades away,
I wish it wasn't the end of another tragic day,
The night falls and all of the stars brightly shine,
I wanted to keep it longer, wanter to keep it mine,
What I fear most is something most other can't see,
I can feel it creeping slowly, deep inside of me,
The coldness sweeps in and takes warmths place,
All of the colour drains out of my precious face,
They say to face your fears and it will go away,
But the next day it's back and it will not hold sway,
If you say your not afraid of the dark, I know that you are lying,
Listen with your heart and soul, can you feel them prying?
They creep in the shadows amidst the icy cold air,
If you feel them open your eyes, you can see them there,
Then you will see them edge their way near,
Don't ever believe that there is nothing to fear,
They know that you can see them, they'll try to take your soul,
Tell them to go back to hell and creep back into their hole,
Scream and turn violent, do whatever you must,
If you don't rid of them, you will lose all trust,
Then you will be falling and no one will be able to pull you through,
My friend this is what will happen if it's what you fail to do,
They will take you prisoner, and you'll never be able to see,
Im telling you this scary story because it happened to me.






Copyright © XxNights_ChildxX ... [ 2004-12-11 21:08:21]
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Re: It happened to Me (User Rating: 1 )
by Stonedraider23 on Saturday, 11th December 2004 @ 09:17:56 PM AEST
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Freaky stuff right there good tho im afraid of the dark in unknow places but i learned to lived with so i guess thats my way of faceing my fears just let live with you as if they're fam..


Re: It happened to Me (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Saturday, 11th December 2004 @ 10:21:43 PM AEST
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excellent write.




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