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Poems in this contest must be dark and morbid, sorrowful, etc. Here are the rules.
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arrow 1. Poem must be dark, morbid, and/or sorrowful.

arrow 2. Entry Fee is 250. The All over prize is 2500. Half for the Winner, half for me, and maybe a optional judge.

arrow 3. You must send the poem to me first so I can approve it.

arrow 4. The Deadline for the new contest has no due date. This should give you time to converse share poems, etc. Because the day after all the poems are in I will be judging.

arrow 5. No booing, flaming, bashing, use Constructive Criticism dont be mad because people can write better than you.

arrow 6. Please do not use other peoples poems for your own doing. Plagerism isnt cool.

arrow 7. Poems will be judged by,
Grammar
Originality
Darkness
True Emotion
Length
Understanding the point.


arrow 8. All gaian rules apply

arrow 9. Extra Poem fee is 100.

arrow 10. No Poems, about Break Ups, Failing in school, marital problems, family problems, etc.

Please People Have FUN, and Follow the Rules.



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RESERVERED FOR ENTRIES

if it's about you and your boyfriend walking down the street, then it's not morbid/depressing.
unless he's breaking up with you and you stab him because he's cheating on you with some undeserving slut and he says that he really loved you, he just had to screw with her because her uncle's in the mafia and would kill his family if he didn't and just as you were about to appologize he died and then you decided to stab yourself because you felt so bad but then you miss and only start bleeding and the men in white coats take you away and you live the rest of your life in a little padded room with no sex or cookies. cry
that's morbid/depressing!!
and me when I'm hyper............... sweatdrop mrgreen ninja 4laugh blaugh

thanks.
not much of my poetry is like that....
just my long sentences..... sweatdrop
well. tell me how you like the poem, I'll be back later this evening.

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To have your mind torn to pieces
and scattered to the winds
is agony
it hurts, I know
but that is why you should not leave
you must stay, fight the pain
fight the fear, and laugh in the face of death!

You call me masachist, I'm not
just crazy, like you, and looking for a place to hide
from the unforgiving sun and acid rain
that is the world.

So in my small revenge I spite the earth
by continuing my life and spreading my love
to those around me.

So shall we face the torment?
together is the only way to be
without you there would be less
of my love and of me.

Please tell other people. I need to get this going. stare

Sure.