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SuperstitiousA Poem by MoonbugDarkness, and all color is shadow. I stare into an abyss, yet my mind still sees Contorted figures, staring eyes. There is a Presence, and all my.. |
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The Night Love DiedA Poem by MoonbugThis is a poem about vampire lovers. |
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These EyesA Poem by MoonbugThese eyes are smothered When you allow them to see you For what you truly are. These eyes are bloody When you force them to look Directly into y.. |
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Emo MudA Poem by MoonbugThis is a poem that I wrote shortly after leaving an industrial club and the beat of the music was still playing in my head. The mix of intense emoti.. |
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