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Salvation and DamnationA Poem by A.Lack.of.HopeAs I called for you You hid your face And as I reached out You walked away I'd had a bad dayBut either way Your heart less steps Mad.. |
Faustian EidôlonsA Chapter by Nusquam EsseHave you desired something so desperately, that for just a moment of bliss, you would gladly give up your soul? Such was the conclusion which .. |
Faustian IconoclastA Chapter by Nusquam EsseThis is Part II, read Part I, Faustian Eidôlons first This story resumes where we last left off, with a scene of despair and dam.. |
FAY AND ANOTHER KISS.A Poem by Terry CollettA BOY AND GIRL IN LONDON IN 1950S AND DAMNATION AND A KISS |
The Silent OneA Poem by LexiThe silent ones and how they see that the world can be a good place. |
Women With No EyesA Poem by fatkat boneheadThe liberty bell rings. The women with no eyes vomits. Trees crack, Filter the sounds of a violent forest breathing. Oblivious her infant.. |
BreathlessA Poem by Ian GrimmsWater is just as dangerous as fire. |
The Shadow MenA Poem by AnnaLook!Outside your window, little Mädchen.The sky is dark, but you know it is day,the light has been taken by The Shadow Men.Look!Up to the stars,.. |
The End BringerA Poem by AnnaI awoke a different nightmare from the person that fell asleep,rising from the bloody corpse of myself surrounding me.I stood above damnation, my grav.. |
Infernal DamnationA Poem by Adam AdamsFrivolity’s not what my love’s ‘bout. Get it?Felicity’s for what I often devout. Know it!***My poetic words at once confuse..... |
Beyond DeathA Poem by ShadowkaiWhat lies for us beyond death? |
Battle for ZinasaA Chapter by ArmanisAn epic battle scene to the death. Forces of good and evil are out of control |
HurtA Poem by Sahara MistWhy doesn't he love me? |
"Divine Damnation"A Story by Ariadne GreyFallen from grace, ascend the depths. And meet on the mortal plane. |
The Cursed OneA Poem by WulfwaruA ballad about an infamous woman seduced by the darkness that consumed her in a false light. |
The ForestA Story by CarlOur souls are damned and now I know we will never leave this wretched place. |
When I Was Small, I GrewA Poem by Michael R. BurchWhen I Was Small, I Grewby Michael R. BurchWhen I was small,God held me in thrall:Yes, He was my Allbut my spirit was crushed.As I grew oldermy passio.. |