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Alex's thoughts prepear to read poems of the dark and depressing type


Scroomsaw
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An Acient Evil
(I do not own this)
As a she-cub is whelped with a coat that is white,
And a human child stolen to suckle the Sight
From a place where injustice was secretly done
Then the Marked One is here and legend begun.
When wolfbane is dreamt of with terror and dread,
and the untamed are tamed, prepear for the dead.
For the shape changer's packed with the birds will come true,
When the blood of the Wolf's blends with Man's in the dew
As the Searchers are temped, who hunger and prowl,
Down the Pathways of Death, by the summoning howl.

Then the truest of powers will be fleshed on the bone
And the Searchers tempt nature to prey on its own.
With blood at the altar, the vision shall come
When the eye of the moon is as round as the sun.
In the citadel raised by the lords of before,
The stones twins await-both power and law.
Then the past and the future shall finally show,
To the wounded, the secret the Lera must know.
And all shall be witness to that which will be,
In the mind of the Man Wolf, then none shall be free.

And only a family both loving and true,
May conquer the evil, so acient, so new.
As they fight to uncover what secrets they share
And see in thier journey how pain full is care.
Beware the Betrayer whose meaning is strife,
For their faith shall be tried by the makers of life,
And who shall divine, in the dead of the night,
The lies from the truth, the darkness from light?
Like the cry of a scavenger, torn through the air
A courage is needed, as deep as despair.





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Darkness and Skulls
I walked on and on with no light
I passed skulls that stared in fright
Where was this
Was I dead, or alive
Could this be a dream?
No. It just doesnt have that feeling
Oh well just go with the feellings
Soon came rain, and with rain, light
The sudden appearence was startling sight
And the light gave way to a sickening fright
I was not dead, nor was I alive
I had gone to the land of the lost to seek porpose
But I only wandered in a lost, unconsience state
Until I found the bones of what gave the right to live
The bones of the ancient, the bones that give
The bones that shone who was what and what things were
The bones of old and new and gold
The sight came like a ray of hope
And shone like a dimond in this back world
And, as if I was surrounded in the warmth of light
The blackness had gone and so had the fright
No longer was I in that unconscience state
But back in the world with porpose and fate
To live again in an exelent life
With much less saddness and much less fright.




Scroomsaw
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