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 Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2005 4:22 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2005 4:39 pm
I couldnt tell your tone of voice because it reminds me of that thing in holes. Warden As A Child: (To Grandfather) Grandaddy, Im tired of diggin Grandfather: WELL THATS TO DAMN BAD!
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Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2005 5:43 pm
Scrait I couldnt tell your tone of voice because it reminds me of that thing in holes. Warden As A Child: (To Grandfather) Grandaddy, Im tired of diggin Grandfather: WELL THATS TO DAMN BAD!
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2005 9:00 pm
All Poems are Copyritght to Cameron Means; AllHallowsEve at DeviantArt.com
Very metephorical(there are lots of metaphors) So don't worry if you don't get something that's said...
Marks--
Your blood pressed against my lips
I swallow the never stale embrace
Forever missing to the world
Yet still within your grace
The world becomes a darkened shade
Forever mourning their own fault
Yet within your light which will never fade
I live to call your name
Take the needles from my eyes
And wipe the scars away; no more shame
Feathers and Leaves--
Eyes be broken!
Fall and laugh upon a pile of leaves
With bloody feathers all around
No need for sight to see
Your glory within the skies and the grounds
The blood it runs away
Down upon my face today
I laugh, I scream
I only wish I can come from my dream
Your light is what I see
It burns me yet It awakens me
Upon a pile of leaves
I bleed and I sream
In prayer of your name
Upon the bloody feathers
I lie down and leaves fall upon me
Sing and Silent--
Let me haunt your dreams
Let me take upon your pillow
The scent of an artistic willow
Let me touch the silent rapture
That is your mind to capture
So let me touch the figure
That is in shadow of your dreams
Let me be(me be) The pain of memory I see
Let me see (me see) the song that is eternally
(I cried) for you to be(to be) the only one in my dreams
(So let me) be nothing(be nothing) if not your only memory
(I cried) for you to see(to see) nothing if not me to be
(To be) One dream(one dream) if not at all, a memory
(To sing) of my light(my light) that became your only sight
(I wish) I was for you(for you) what you were
for
me
Beauty In Disguise--
Nothing seems to be home for something
Nobody is always a friend to somebody
Nowhere is found somewhere
And together we commend
Commend a gift to the arch of angels
Whos wings be stripped for the fallen
Commend their light and burn their feathers
Like hot wax upon their backs
They scream in their pain
As it's torn inch-by-inch
Their wings fall off, one by one
As the the burning wax soothes their burning skin
Their feathers peeled no more
Their wings blank and torn, tossed upon the floor
Fallen grows lower
As the light grows brighter
Sin is called dread
And perfection is impossible
Acceptance of what you cannot see
And salvation be brought to thee
Seeing is beleiving is a fools philosophy
Because sometimes you need to beleive, in order to see...
Hence is Life--
Stolen my heart; another kiss is found
Upon the blanket; which your pillow is bound
Silence kept me awake all night
Yet another soul has begun it's flight
I stole away another fire
Hence be life; I will soon retire
I opened my wound to lick my blood
I threw my heart and called it crud
My pillows bleed, my walls cry
I spit out maggots, and called them mine
Why, oh why, 'tis torment be for me?
I'll cut out my eyes so I can no longer see
If I cut off my ears, would I still hear their screams?
Or is it that this is not truly a dream?
Could I be here of my own will?
If I cut off my tongue, will I be talking still?
If I bleed out of my eyes, will sight turn red?
Or is it true, is this my desire, that's being fed?
If I cut myself down, will I wake up then?
How long must I bleed, when it will end?
My hands, they burn, my teeth, they rot
And you said this is real, did you not?
Untill I wake up, I will call this a nightmare
Or is this real; who else didn't you spare?
Alternate Ecstasy--
Open your heart to this light
And bring back the blinded might
Open your chest to hear my heart beat
Torn open, your new defeat
I cleanse this darkness
I brought it a new face
I tore this ectacy
And brought it a new light
I swore this pain
And I thought it was new
But just another lie
It was all that was left to tie
I shot ahead of the blood
And tore myself a brand new light
I breathed out darkness
And sought a new knife
To cut away at the limitless sky
I heard a cry from far away
I realized it and the darkness turned to day
I heard a scream from the sky
I realized it and light filled my mind
I ran away into the northern land
I swore you will die and forgiven, for the blood on my hand
I will never scream again
I will never cry again
I will never dream again
I am with you
Forever and now I will turn to the sides
The sides of the darkened light
I have more than 100 poems online at AllHallows.DeviantArt.com, check 'em out....
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Posted: Wed Sep 28, 2005 5:54 am
"Niiice, i was thinking about typeing up an inspiring sng taht i ahve been listening too...But...I'm too lazy."
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2005 4:19 pm
[ Message temporarily off-line ]
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2005 4:23 pm
W-ondering if it will come true
I-llusions hopefully come alive
S-ilenced thoughts, don’t tell anyone
H-appily waiting for the night
E-agerly wishing
S-hining still, waiting forever, will it come true?
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2005 4:25 pm
F-lammable
I-gniting passages of loss
R-emembrance of left behind ashes
E-ffectively burning up the rotting of the past
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2005 4:26 pm
B-lindly set a flight
A-cutely flying around all bends
T-ogether they fly to keep mends
S-tagnated across the sky, black dots to the men
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2005 12:11 pm
Here is a poem I did for school. Why I am posting it here, I want to bring back this topic, and because I want to feel important. Yus... I warn everyone, it is kinda sappy and such. I even fear it... (why the hell did I write it!) Blah...
P-artly daunted and incomplete from this illness,
A-fever of tempest whorls in my confined heart
S-omething ungovernable by all my hectic feelings of love
S-o help me from what I am becoming
I-ndubitably falling from heights unreachable from another into
O-pen arms of whom truly lusts for me,
N-evermore daunted, nor incomplete.
Kie, stealing your idea on seperating the letters from the words.
Yeah, that is my, poem... Yes... Scary isn't it?
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Posted: Tue Oct 11, 2005 8:40 pm
...
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*jumps on the bandwagon*
P-precision knife
A-ashes still remain
I-insignificance
N-nobody's there.
T-Tiring leaves
O-original heaves
R-rotting flesh
M-meeting the fence
E-engineering escape
N-nearly over
T-time left only suicide
*falls off the bandwagon*
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Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2005 5:42 am
"Yay everyone is getting into acrostic poems, they be the funn! I think I'll post the poem i did for shade here, seems 'suitable.' Lol."
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Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2005 5:48 am
Depths Of Shade
You weren't what I expected.
Never did I thought I could be so low gaurded and ******** you to help the pain go away.
I only wish for you to stay.
Always forever I'll be unknown to you.
Someday you'll know the truth.
We are here stranded.
But I don't panic.
You'll be there I know.
Thats why I have faith thats unknown.
In rain, in the moonlit that glints off our pale faces.
We are the last of are intellectual races.
If only you knew how long I would wait.
All the bleeding I've done just to stay awake.
No, please don't think it's fake.
My bloody tears that stream could form a lake.
It doesn't quite make this place, what I call my sanct.
You are the one that has been lost for love.
I'll try to find it for you, but I'm not quite the 'dove'.
You are mysterious.
I haven't quite found you out.
Hopefully in time, I'll know all your about.
I'm not ashamed to be your friend.
I am your puppet.
And I'll be your bomb.
Set me off and everything will be gone.
If we have to, we'll die together.
Going down together forever.
It seems like all I have preached,
Has taught you lots, and better speach.
I hope I am not as much as a mystery as you are to me.
I wanna be there and help you stand free.
When I hear the sorts of your pain inside.
It just makes me want to steal you away and hide.
I'll write forever about you,
because its hard not to think about the reasons not too.
You may be far, by far indeed, lost every where but take heed,
I'm still here, I'll let you bleed, all over my carpet, if need be.
ALL OF THIS IS FIGURATIVE LANGUAGE! I DID NOT ******** SHADE!
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Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2005 4:05 pm
Cannot Stay
I can't leave, I can't stay.
Stuck forever, left in the way.
Stark thoughts of lonliness bewildering sadness.
Eerie factors of lost madness.
I can't leave, I can't stay.
All I need to be is make beleive.
Maybe then I'll appear real.
Cuts through me and seeps through my grave.
Echoing through my mind, my cave.
Distinct paradise I find.
Not much to say how much this hurts me.
You do hurt me.
I can't leave, I can't stay.
I'm left in misaray.
My life wheel has screached to a stop.
This is right, all I have sought.
So strung out on words, how it seems.
Those stitches they dont seam.
The lost souls of blasphemy.
I can't leave, I can't stay.
Please just get out of my way.
Just stand and I'll see you on the other side.
Just beyond Earth's valley.
Where I seem to have been lost, forever drowning.
Look what you have done to me now.
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Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2005 4:09 pm
C-hildren of Bodom
H-elloween
A-yreon
N-argaroth
D-arkthrone
L-ifthrasireon
E-nslaved
R-hapsody
C-acophony
R-un DMC (o_o)
A-mon Amarth
W-.A.S.P.
F-introll
O-bituary
R-ob Zombie
D-ying Fetus
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