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Evil clock



The evil clock that never stops

that loves to mock the quiet thought.

As loud as Screams it steals your dreams.

You'll never stop its ticks or tocks.

It rings its bell that comes from hell.

Its plays its chimes that steal your time.

And soon you'll find it warps your mind.

It tears your soul and takes control.



It ticks I try. I ticks I fly.

It ticks I fall. It hates us all.

And at our best you'll never rest.

You'll finally weep yourself to sleep.

The evil clock, it never stops.

It loves to mock your quiet thought.

As loud as screams it steals your dreams.

a minute is eternity, it seems.



By Stephen Jones

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rlugo718
17:11 Jul 06 2014

awesome

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VAMPIRE



The wine, red thick,

Flowed from her lips like blood.

The wine glass, tipped on is side,

Lies beside her empty hand, outstretched,

A few drops left standing still in the glass,

Unshaken.

The vampire waits above her

Looking longingly at its

Fresh new kill.

He turns once before leaving,

only to shatter the glass on a far well,

scattering the droplets vastly around the shaken room.

He pauses once more above the victim

Gazing at her beauty and

Forsaken soul with slight remorse

Before turning again and this time fleeing----------

The blood still stained upon his lips.



By Julie Anderson

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MinaDracul
01:08 Jul 04 2014

I like thi9s poem a lot.~Mina

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