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Shh my dear,Close your swollen eyesAnd drift into darkness;Embrace the silence that surrounds you,Let the night skyTake you in it's arms,And dance wit..
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originally written for a contest on AllPoetry.
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Inspired by a really creepy instrumental song called "the trial" by a band called attrition.
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I’ve hung from the gallows of heartache,
Hung from them for so long
Barely able to breathe,
Barely able to hold on
To the life that my heart..
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A girl and her mother move to a small town haunted by the janitor of an old Asylum and the spirits of children who he took as his victims in the past...
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Jennifer’s mother carried the last box into their new apartment and set
it down in the small living room, among the other boxes. “Do you..
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I don’t know if it was the scent
of the perfume that I had just sprayed in my bedroom or the old music that was
playing on my radio that b..
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I can’t focus,
Can’t concentrate,
Can’t think about anything
Or anyone but you.
You’re like a fog
That is clouding my min..
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Love if a horribly beautiful thing
That fills one with joy
While ripping ones heart
Into tiny little pieces.
Love is the best friend
Who you be..
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I know in the past
You’ve been hurt,
I know you’ve been betrayed,
I know your heart
Has been torn into pieces.
I can see it all in yo..
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