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Array ( [sid] => 77937 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The undead [time] => 2004-12-31 16:39:23 [hometext] => please comment [bodytext] => Trapped in the graveyard
With a gun
Only one bullet left
Dead bodies rising
All i wanted
Was to see her again
Now im doomed
To be eaten alive
By the undead
As they sorround me
The terror grows
I know
What they want
Desprately seeking
A way out
Of this nightmare
They close in
I can smell
The rotting flesh
I can see their
Dead skin
Being eaten alive
By parasites
My terror is rising
I grab my gun
And fire the bullet
The rotting undead
Now feast
On my body

[comments] => 4 [counter] => 286 [topic] => 13 [informant] => blacksabbath026 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
The undead

Contributed by blacksabbath026 on Friday, 31st December 2004 @ 04:39:23 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



Trapped in the graveyard
With a gun
Only one bullet left
Dead bodies rising
All i wanted
Was to see her again
Now im doomed
To be eaten alive
By the undead
As they sorround me
The terror grows
I know
What they want
Desprately seeking
A way out
Of this nightmare
They close in
I can smell
The rotting flesh
I can see their
Dead skin
Being eaten alive
By parasites
My terror is rising
I grab my gun
And fire the bullet
The rotting undead
Now feast
On my body





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Re: The undead (User Rating: 1 )
by poorgirl on Friday, 31st December 2004 @ 04:56:59 PM AEST
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This si really just not good at all..I'm sorry but I'm thinking you have to much time on your hands..No offense.


Re: The undead (User Rating: 1 )
by the_Ghost_Moth on Friday, 31st December 2004 @ 05:55:05 PM AEST
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I like this more than what I saw from you
yesterday...
promising?
Well, I think you have ideas you can
develop, and alot of people here...
don't even have ideas.

--Ghosty


Re: The undead (User Rating: 1 )
by autumngreeneyes on Friday, 31st December 2004 @ 10:59:41 PM AEST
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I'm with mothy..work on your ideas and your spelling. Oh and get a few more bullets..LOL. ... why do the undead have to eat? yeichhhhhhh.... why are you trapped in the graveyard..is it locked so they can't get out or so you can't get in.. if you shot yourself you aren't being eaten alive you know.. but I did get some pretty graphic pictures in my mind..


Re: The undead (User Rating: 1 )
by afterdark on Saturday, 1st January 2005 @ 11:09:11 AM AEST
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I agree with most all the comments here..Also I feel that ppl who have to ask for comments are not really writing for themselves but rather the attention of others..Not what a true poet would do..Christ Plath never once wanted to be reconized..




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