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		<title>Poetry</title>
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		<description>Share your works, twisted or noble, the most pleasing or the most hideous of your wordplays. Moderator: Treble, Haseo</description>
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			<title>Poetry</title>
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			<title>Three poems by Mike</title>
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			<dc:creator>Anonymous</dc:creator>
			<description>(This is a song I wrote, but it works just as well as a poem)

Searchlights



The night has closed in on us,

We cannot see each other,

We're unsafe in this place, but we can't see past our eyelids,

We could escape, but they'd find us,

We could head home, but they'd find us,



They'd find us,

They'd find us,

They'll kill us,

They've found us!



We have no choice, run or fight,

We can't see, it's pitch black,

There's nowhere to go, they're closing in,

Grab your gun,  ...</description>
			<category>Poetry</category>
			<pubDate>Thu, 06 Nov 2008 16:54:30 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>From the Mind of Trebya</title>
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			<dc:creator>Treble</dc:creator>
			<description>Have you ever lived my life? 

Spent one minute in my shoes? 

If you haven't then tell me why 

You judge me as you do. 

 

Have you ever seen a friend get shot 

Outside his favorite store? 

Have you ever seen a friend die 

From drugs he'd used before? 

 

Have you ever seen your mom get beat up 

By your step dad or dad messed up on booze? 

Have you ever had unwanted intimacy

Someone forcing you to loose? 

 

Have you ever sat beneath the stars 

Hoping God will hear? 

Have you  ...</description>
			<category>Poetry</category>
			<pubDate>Fri, 12 Sep 2008 23:47:58 GMT</pubDate>
			<comments>http://darkfolly.darkbb.com/poetry-f27/from-the-mind-of-trebya-t24.htm#109</comments>
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			<title>Revered Chaotic's Labyrinth</title>
			<link>http://darkfolly.darkbb.com/poetry-f27/revered-chaotic-s-labyrinth-t61.htm</link>
			<dc:creator>Revered Chaotic</dc:creator>
			<description>My Transformation





I have one life to live,

And one mind to waste,

Should I give in,

Or is it too late?





My mind is on E,

And my reflexes fail,

Demons try to torture me,

And I just can't bail.





My soul is in rot,

And so are my nerves,

Like it or not,

I'll get what I deserve.





My end is coming,

And it is so near,

And yet there is nothing,

That I fear.





My soul starts to twist,

And my mind starts to bleed,

I cannot resist,

The demons  ...</description>
			<category>Poetry</category>
			<pubDate>Thu, 02 Oct 2008 00:42:24 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Nights Poem's</title>
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			<dc:creator>Anonymous</dc:creator>
			<description>I'm going to use this topic as a little outlet for any poems I think up. They aren't good, but I like writing them. This one, acutally, is written from the point of view of a younger Night-Creeper. 



Diamond of Black 



Like Ozymandis whom's hand still clutches at his lost kindom, 

I feel the emptiness fill me up inside. 

The darkness smothering the flicking candle 

That use to be a fire that roared. 

The snow fell, the flowers grew, 

The sun went across its arch and baked, 

The leaves  ...</description>
			<category>Poetry</category>
			<pubDate>Tue, 09 Sep 2008 19:39:52 GMT</pubDate>
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