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SkyrimIn the tombs of the dead
and the caves of the feral,
with every last word you have.
Let them taste of your voice, your steel, your spakrs,
till you're down to your very last arrow.

The dragons are back,
And the war rages on,
The Holds are no longer safe.
But comes forth the Dragonborn, firey and bright,
To fight them, or die, staying strong.

Whether you dine with the Jarls,
or run with the Guilds.
Be you Stormcloak or Imperial bred,
Whether you heed to the Daedra or follow the Divine,
You must defeat Alduin and cut off his head.

The bordering peaks at the Rim of the Sky
hold our home and our unbreakable pride.
May the enemy hear our respon

Don't Be ScaredIt'll change in a heartbeat.
Just keep your thoughts on me this time.
Don't call to them;
Just keep your hand in mine.

We've come this far without a chance,
Just follow me to the land they lost.
Don't be scared,
I'll keep you safe whatever to cost.

Tonight may be our last on earth.
Just keep me close and don't back down.
Don't leave me yet,
Don't let me fade without a sound.

I'll lead you away from your mistakes,
So just let me love you and keep you safe.
Don't be scared.
Together, we will outsmart fate.

Spoof.Spoof.

All is lost.

Because the Brides are Veiled in White.
It was such a tragic, frightening sight.

And they refused to Ask Alexandria,
And Valentines never showed; my Bullet has been lost under the snow.

When I was at SLeep, the Sirens turned off.
And I could only use Four Fingers to deliver the Death Punch.

On the Dance Floor, no one spilt Blood.
The Fate was unEscapable,
Not that I really could.
This caused a great Panic at the Disco.

Now, My Romance is Natural,
The Horizon was never Brought to Me
Who am I supposed to call?

Because there were just Mice and Men,
We could not light the Fire of Memphis May,
as We Came as Romans.

So,

A writter's faultThe hardest part of writing
is not the story line or the plot.
It's not the characters, the setting.
The places you draw a lot.

It isn't about the seasons that make the story change,
and certainly not the years that pass.
It's not the coming of age
your characters go through when dealing with their past.

The hardest part isn't the beginning.
Middle.
Or end.
It's not the daring hearoes, or the dual personality villians.

No, actually, it's what you do;
the words that you write to make one character fall,
the one that answers to his Call.
The hardest thing is killing them off,
When they really shouldn't have died at all.

FatalI destroy everything I touch.
I'm just another project that they started,
They just left me broken hearted.

I am cursed with these cold grey feelings.
Broken apart, no one will stop the pain,
and Start the healing.
I can't yell for you,
I can't touch you . . . .

I'm going out of my mind,
trying to stay by your side,
I didn't know this thing would be so fatal.

I am such a despeerate monster . . .

I could have lost her.

PainParanoid suicide
Razor blades and iodine
Fill me with that drug divine
Let's take a pill and sip some wine.

Dead in a ditch
Life's a bitch
Why won't you flip a switch?
I need some pain to fill the glitch.

I need to be locked in my brain,
I need to feel like less than a stain,
Put me in chains,
Strike up the pain-
I'd rather know pain than know my own name.

AssassinA deadly sort of beautiful stealth.
A cunning kind of silent persiscion.
A spinning stlye of burning fight.
I'm an assassin, running free tonight.

Past the moon, across the stars
Running with blades and a metalic heart
Gliding over tiled rooves.
I
Can't
Loose.

Others have tried to lure me away
Claim the prize
But the loot only matters to the pirates and the theives
I have class (with a few lies).

I have fought back against their twisted games
Dark alleyways, or rich mansions,
They're all the same.

What this world really needs is an assassin.

Cardinal GuideCardinal guide of my North
on your wings I'm carried forth
high above, through grace and love
there to know the angel dove
a prism of light
a doorway to Christ
golden oil from a seed
gradually I come to know
what each symbol means to me
a tattered nest from the wind
the loss of two eggs below
though my faith is shaken
steady still it grows
as Nature then creates again
her power there to see
'tis mother dove upon a limb
with two hungry mouths to feed

Cardinal guide of my North
on your wings I'm carried forth
across the ocean's tide we glide
ever in sight of Eagle's eye
mindful of each step I take
and by the choices that I

LifeEveryday I learn from the wise
Get taught by the young
Tricked by the sly
Loved by the brave
Am saved by heroes
Honored by kings
Adored by goddesses
Scammed by the greedy
Begged by the poor
Hated by theives
Imagined by poets.
I laugh with the old
Cry with the stupid
Fall in love with the special
Kill the great
Maul the smart
Push the meek
Slaughter the strong.
I encouarge
Dissapoint
Spread lies
Tell fortunes
Give advice
Wreak havoc
Destroy
Restore
Bring balance.
I have traveled the world and the seven seas
Roamed the Everglades
Hunted in the Far North
Stared at the Seven Wonders of the World
Walked the Sahara

Poem From The FrontHere’s to the sweetest girl that ever lived,
Just to see her gives a thrill
And though you don’t know her name,
You’ll think she is sweet just the same.

I have promised her to be forever true
And I’ll make her love me before im thru.
Here’s hoping some day I can call her mine,
The sweetest girl and best, Ruth Wettstein.

I’ll love as the day is long
And also after she is dead and gone.
Her eyes and hair they are so pretty,
And I’ll tell the world she is sweet as sugar.

She was in love with a great big shiek,
But now they are mad and will not speak.
When she is dressed in red and her cheeks are flush

Look to the Sun The sun is our protecter,
shields us from the dark
Though far away, it stands to say,
the Sun will always help

It says it's always there,
though sometimes hidden
Tells us stories of a promised land,
but we can't go with it

Says it will always be there,
says it will always shine
Says if we reach out our hands,
it will keep us alive

And we've never seen its lies,
never had any doubt
And when it's dark, we're alone
We look to the sun
but the sun is out

White

I am white
So hidden amongst the snow
A pale shadow
Like that you never know

A soft hardened layer
Of frosted over memories
Ceases to make this seem
And far beyond the reverie

I am simply cast aside
Awaiting to be deemed
Something no longer forgotten
And something to be freed

This ice bitter wind
Has me trapped against such
The blackened brick wall
Of which is never touched

This blurry hue awhile
Resurfaces storms of remorse
Reminding faithfully
Of a white cold Christmas morn

Ask Me To Describe An Autumn's DayAsk me to describe an Autumn's day
and I'll try to grasp the subtle way,
the leaves fall to the ground;
Such a grand display

Ask Me To Describe An Autumn's Day?
no, I think I'd rather simply say
the world in all its effortless splendor
has all the glory of the Fae.

Ask Me To Describe An Autumn's Day
about how just before the leaves fall away
the forests gleam all orange and gold;
Soon the world will all be grey

Ask me to describe an Autumn's day
and I'll try to show you the subtle way,
that all the world will change
but for now? It's just an Autumn's Day.

GoodbyeYou're so faraway.
You never breathe or say a thing.

You're a monster.
Torn to shreds without a word.

I'm a ghost.
Lost when you needed me the most.

I don't care.
You've let me down.

You're the cruel one.
Goodbye to you and all you've done.

Black and White (and gray)Rotten and falling apart at the seams,
No longer are my senses keen.
Even if I've turned into an animal,
I can never have enough, I'm never full.

I'm numb from death, cold from frost,
All I can think about is feeding before I get lost;
In the mist.
In the ghosts.

All I see is black and white,
And it's so blurry, especially at my hunger's height.
I've learned to live with death in the gray,
Because when you're a zombie, there isn't any other way.

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Enemies and haters:

By the time you read this, I will be dead.
The good die young, but they can't help it.
When the hopes and dreams begin to melt at
the lies, catcalls, jeers, and glares
from superiors who live and breathe to make life unfair.

I'm sorry I had to go this way.
But a bullet through the brain heals everything (right?)
I love life, with all my heart.
But I needed some light after living crippled in the dark.

Don't be mad, or make me regret.
I just lost a game, lost a bet.
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in a place where no one bothered to take me home.

I hope they suffer, for

BipolariodSomeone fiece and fiery,
Someone subtle and subdued.
Someone polite and honest,
Someone pushy and rude.

Someone safe and shiny,
Someone dangerous and dull.
Someone black as night,
Someone white as a skull.

Someone short tempered,
Someone patient and impassive.
Someone as light as air,
Someone thick as molasses.

Someone keen and swift,
Someone lost and confused.
Someone with true talent,
Someone as a muse.

Someone cruel and volatile,
Someone gentle and kind,
All these differnt someones,
running rampant through my mind.

Oh, Bite MeIt started with a second glance.
        I seemed to glance him
               Just
               By
               Chance.
I thought he was a drifter;
An outlander, at most.
But then the wood I live in
Suddenly housed
A Ghost.
I couldn't believe my eyes when
I saw him walking, depressed, again.
     Down the road,
          all alone,
               like a foresaken,lost soul.
And then he just dessappeared, gone
forever, to see him again a sad endeavor.
         Was he a ghost from a nightmare?
         A wandering dream-drift nobody could snare?
I will never rest until I find him,
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Guardian Angel

by ~WizardHowl10001, Dec 24, 2012, 6:33:08 AM
Literature / Poetry / Narrative / Free Verse

Come save me from my past
I didn't know it would strike so fast,
What have I done?

Don't leave me here alone
I don't think I know my way back home,
They're coming for me.

Please don't let me go
I don't want to feel, don't want to know,
What's left of my life....

You said you'd keep me safe.
You wouldn't stray too far
From me in the fight.
You said I wouldn't fall,
But now I'm hurt and broken down,
Where have you gone?

I doubted you when you spoke the truth
Now look what they've done to you.
How could I put you through so much worry?
Would you even hear me if I told you "I'm so sorry"?