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Post by unlockedmind on Sept 17, 2014 12:28:57 GMT -5
A Psychopath's Jingle
Blood and Gore Blood and Gore The crimson juice dripping down The red water falling down
Bones and Guts Bones and Guts Falling all around me Falling all out of you
Love and Pain Love and Pain What's so different? What's so similar?
Chop and Cleave Chop and Cleave Through your flesh Through your bones
Chew and Swallow Chew and Swallow Your meat so tasty Your brains so satisfying
Blood and Gore Blood and Gore I couldn't be happier But why do you scream?
Author's Notes: Huh... In my head, with certain notes and rhythms, this isn't too bad. Certainly not the best, but not the worst either. I should've spent more time researching synonyms for some of the terms. Might've helped it flow a bit better. Ah well. I actually might make this in some stupid tune with like a music box or something. WHO KNOWS.
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Post by The Katarite on Sept 17, 2014 12:36:05 GMT -5
Quite the frightening poem there. Perfect for say, Halloween or Horror movie as the main character enters a dark room within an abandoned house. The title is absolutely perfect in defining the rest of the poem. Once again, you bring a shadowed side to what most of society deem as serene and beautiful. That being poetry.
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Post by unlockedmind on Sept 17, 2014 12:47:21 GMT -5
World ain't all butterflies and gumdrops... Which, I guess, is why I write these sorts of things.
Thank you, though! Hearing little things like that encourages me to get another somethin' out!
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Post by phrax on Oct 27, 2014 18:05:52 GMT -5
Powerful imagery there gwny~~
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