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Posted: Sun Jun 11, 2006 10:30 am
I quote the page: Interested in birthing your own b*****d of diabolically morose proportion? There's nothing simpler. Choose one of the classic topics of Darkly Gothic poetry below, then you'll be taken to the Goth-O-MaticTM Poetry Generator. Construct the opus by making the selections that best fit your tormented desires, and choose an appropriate image to loom ominously over your creation. http://www.deadlounge.com/poetry/poems.html
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Posted: Sun Jun 11, 2006 11:46 am
I have plunged into the world of gothic verse. This generator has opened to me a world like no other ::sighs dramatically::
the blackest giftIt is a night of ethereal pain, a song of dark desire, wolves vent their loneliness. The thirsting one stirs. Night shrouds her deathly form, an eternal desire. Her raven hair cascades over pale and tragic shoulders, and her full scarlet lips part slightly, to taste the vitae streaming from the pale flesh beneath her. Now a night of ecstasy, I weep.
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 7:38 pm
Pulled Apart
the night falls without a sound, lost are we. the emotion for which you sacrifice yourself flares once, then dies, taken by your obsession. all hope must surely perish.
your soul thrives no more. how could you fail to believe? angels surround us, crying, we are fallen.
Ooh, let's do it again!! ^^
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Posted: Tue Jun 13, 2006 5:31 am
mortsanglant I have plunged into the world of gothic verse. This generator has opened to me a world like no other ::sighs dramatically::
the blackest giftIt is a night of ethereal pain, a song of dark desire, wolves vent their loneliness. The thirsting one stirs. Night shrouds her deathly form, an eternal desire. Her raven hair cascades over pale and tragic shoulders, and her full scarlet lips part slightly, to taste the vitae streaming from the pale flesh beneath her. Now a night of ecstasy, I weep. That's the one I got the first time I tried!!! ^^
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Posted: Tue Jun 13, 2006 7:42 am
Athiel mortsanglant I have plunged into the world of gothic verse. This generator has opened to me a world like no other ::sighs dramatically::
the blackest giftIt is a night of ethereal pain, a song of dark desire, wolves vent their loneliness. The thirsting one stirs. Night shrouds her deathly form, an eternal desire. Her raven hair cascades over pale and tragic shoulders, and her full scarlet lips part slightly, to taste the vitae streaming from the pale flesh beneath her. Now a night of ecstasy, I weep. That's the one I got the first time I tried!!! ^^ Solid proof that we are the true Gaian-AmeriSwedefin Soulmate Match. 3nodding heart
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Posted: Tue Jun 13, 2006 8:52 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 3:42 pm
Athiel mortsanglant That's the one I got the first time I tried!!! ^^ Solid proof that we are the true Gaian-AmeriSwedefin Soulmate Match. 3nodding heart Now THAT*S poetry!
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 3:51 pm
Alone in Darkness
the night falls in a heavy, suffocating cloak, stricken are we. the understanding for which you sacrifice yourself flares once, then dies, devoured by your obsession. all hope must end.
your love is no more. how could you leave me? angels surround us, crying, we are fallen.
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 3:53 pm
Pulled Apart
the night falls with a silent sigh, soulless are we. the emotion for which you sacrifice yourself flares once, then dies, crushed by your obsession. all hope must end.
your heart beats no more. how could you do this? angels surround us, crying, sanctuary.
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 8:14 pm
the blackest gift
It is a night of blood, a song of darkness, wolves vent their cry. The eternal one awakes.
Evil shrouds her deathly form, a timeless desire.
Her ebon hair cascades over translucent ivory shoulders, and her full scarlet lips part slightly, to taste the soul streaming from the pale flesh beneath her.
Now a night of ecstasy, I remember her.
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 7:05 am
Untitled
Around, all around, the angels gather. My dread grows as an avenging sword falls against my heart. It smites me, and darkly my essence drips to the thirsty earth. In a haze of shock I cry out while nothingness hovers close. Now alone, my cry of mercy falls upon bleeding eyes.
This is my Hell That is such a great website.
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 2:59 pm
Darkness Descends
the night falls with a silent sigh, entwined are we. the salvation for which you sacrifice yourself flares once, then dies, devoured by the all-encompassing dark. all hope must surely perish.
your heart beats no more. how could you abandon me? our dark emotions surround us, crying, we are fallen. xp
I've instantlyfallen in love with the Goth-O-Matic. xd heart
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 3:19 pm
Dark Betrayal
Around, all around, the shadows gather. My dread grows as the stroke of death falls against my neck. It wounds me, and darkly my blood drips to the thirsty earth. In numbness I hang my head while the end of life approaches. Now alone, my love falls upon cold eyes.
This is your love
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Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2006 8:46 am
Heaven Shunned
Slender beams of moonlight enter this darkened chamber as I kneel, always alone, always somber, frozen here, waiting.
Tortured forms wrought in panes of glass loom as dust dances in the air, forming an image in my mind, searing my shamed flesh.
Blood on an angel's face.
I raise my head, now embracing this callous reality.
Hehe that was fun...
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2006 1:41 pm
untitled
It is a night of blood, a song of ethereal pain, wolves vent their pain. The ethereal one stirs.
Darkness shrouds her deathly form, an everlasting wrath.
Her silken hair cascades over pale and delicate shoulders, and her full crimson lips part slightly, to taste the soul streaming from the pale flesh beneath her.
Now a night of ecstasy, I hunger.
Depressingly, that's better than anything I've written whee rofl
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