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Sleepy Meadow

08:49 Nov 29 2005
Times Read: 572


do you feel the coolness of the grass below,

While laying under, a cool and shady tree,



gazing up, into a crystal blue sky,

you see the clouds take shape,



the cool breeze seems to hypnotize,



as the sweet sound of a mocking bird,

lullibies you, into a gentle sleep.


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Peace

08:44 Nov 29 2005
Times Read: 573


here I stand near the sky,

on a mountain so high,



as the sun warms me here,

the view is so clear,



I gaze deep into the valley,

as peace sweeps over me,



unharmed by the touch of man,

this is God's land,



I stand there breathing the clean air,

seeing the world, without cares,



no one there but the lord and me,

together, in nature's harmony.


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Second Chance

08:06 Nov 29 2005
Times Read: 576


blackness surrounds me, it covers all,



all I've known, passes before my eyes,



I see a tunnel, with rising from the mouth,



I'm grabbed suddenly, by a white hand,



the tunnel of flames are gone,



the man smiles at me, ever so loving,



the darkness becomes the street, where I

was it,



the driver was relieved to see me alive,



Iprayed that night, kneeling beside a portrait

of christ,



I looked into the picture, and there was the

smiling man.







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05:08 Nov 22 2005
Times Read: 589


ALONE IN THE DARK



only the sound of trees, blowing in the distance can be heard,

all is gravely quiet, with the setting of the sun,



the path ahead is dark and grim, shadows lurk everywhere,

only the brave would venture out, or the foolish,



but I must go forth, I cannot wait, I must obey my cravings,

I shall grow weak and loose control, or my sanity,



I can smell the scent of the trees, and my meal,

the wind carries it to me,



she smells like roses, and a hint of vanilla,

my pulse quickens at the thought of her,



I move silently but quickly, almost like a gentle breeze,

but this breeze must obey his bloodlust,



the scent seems strangely familiar, like I should know it,

but I can't think now, not when I'm so close to the prize,



she sings a tune I almost know the words to,

I could almost hum it,



I walk out of the tree line, and I see a beautiful brunette,

she seems a little sad, like she lost someone,



I almost recognize her, but then I see her slender throat,

and I move toward her in a burst of speed,



she turns and spots me, with open arms she smiles,

in an instant I'm on her, teeth sinking in,



the last sound she makes is my name,

she tells me she forgives me,



as her blood fills me, and I lap at her neck,

I remember her, as I lay her limp body down,



the only woman I ever really cared for,

before I became this murderous thing,



I carry her to the lake beside this park,

she always did love the water,



I lay her cold dead body in the water,

and say a silent prayer, for her death,



rest in peace, soon I will too,

forgive me, my sister.















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THE FOG

21:58 Nov 20 2005
Times Read: 590






the fog was settling on the ground,



so thick you can barely see your hand, in front

of you,



only the howling wind accompanies you,

on your travels,



in the distance you hear the howling of dogs,

the noise surprizes you,



startled you travel on, trying to find your way,



you step in some wet puddle,

although the ground is dry,



looking down you strain to see, what you did

step in,



a boney hand, and a decaying body,

laying in a pool of blood,



the stench rises from the carcass, and a growl

emerges from behind,



you run away in a panic, as fear gives your feet

speed,



the bones were crushed, as the beast passed over them,



fleeing, you turn down a dark path,



you approach a river, it's slow current caught

you unaware,



a beautiful woman is kneeling beside the river,



as you approach her, you explain that a wild dog is not far behind you,



she turns and look upon you with blood red

eyes,



speechlessly, she raises her arms,



vines encircle your legs, stopping you from

running away,



ghostly hounds, emerge from the bushes and

trees, pale and with red eyes,



"thank you for your participation, foolish mortal",

she says with a smile,



"you should have heeded the legends of old, for

now your soul is mine",



"when the sun sets on the night of all hallows eve, only the foolish venture about",



"for that's when the evil one comes to collect souls, with the houds of hell"



"now my great hunt ends, and your soul is mine for all eternity".

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