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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.
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.
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.
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
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.
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,
Modern Family"You know what you are, son? Lazy, that's what! When's the last time you shot someone?"

Eros sat impassively in front of his PS3, thumbing the controller at godly speed, while his father, Ares, was fuming by his side.

"Ares, dear, you know how he is," his mother said peaceably, placing a large bowl of popcorn on the table. "He'll do it when he feels ready."

Ares was a bit of a workaholic. He maintained his athletic physique though hours of grueling training every day, and he made damn sure there was at least one war somewhere in the world at all times, to keep himself busy. His son Eros, on the other hand, had always been the pudgy, lazy t
Our Last ChanceIf the world turned its back on us
and God chose to resign
I would find a way to show you
that you always have been mine

As mountains fall into the Earth
and lives are ground to dust
I will bury words within your skin
while deflecting your disgust

Fires render oceans dry,
bodies in their wake,
You and I alone remain
with one frail chance to take

Toppled buildings, shattered glass,
the last rain we'll ever see,
but your fear of us cuts deeper
than all the sky hurls down at me

So when the world comes to halt
and pitches one last fit
whether in this life or not,
we will make it.
The Art of DyingSlowly, at first, the light will leave your eyes,
And you may be surprised to find the cold it leaves behind.

Next, let go of every dream, fancy, and whisy,
Everything will turn black and white, once the colors bleed away.

After impact, the sad fact you'll come to terms with next,
Is the devastating blow of being alone, with no place to call home.

Finally, a gentle pair of arms will crease around you;
Leading you back to the lands of virtue.
Don't fight it:
You may go the other way,
Down the wrong path,
Across the wrong avenue.
Abandon all ShipsThe army of me
is returning from sea,
the sea of dreams curiosities.

After battling myself,
and shutting down,
I finally know what I really am inside,
and now I need a place to hide.

Sound the alarm,
escape this harm
that bounds you in blood and stitches.
This army of me,
returning from sea,
has come to meet the enemeis' wishes.

A silent call is still on my lips,
the Captian's call to abandon all ships.
And lucky for you, I'm still black and blue,
or this could get quiete ugly really soon.

The army of me,
is adrift at sea;
the enemy is both and neither.

And the king for a day
looked the other way.
And so here I am, here to stay.
needles and nailsThe poison in my blood
is the best high i can have.
the lures in my heart
they rip my soul in half.

I go numb in your presence
words dead in the air.
some days you're hard to escape
some days i can only stare.

The words I want to say
are murdered in the night.
All i can do is scream them to death;
I'm such a joke; such a mess; such a fright.

I can only hold you in memories,
this love has me impailed.
My scared lips can still smile . . .
But my soul is torn from needles and nails.
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.
Ballad of the DamnedPale undeath floating 'mongst the haunted trees
Shadowey figures lope through your tainted dreams.
Hungry, Hungry stalkers
Pounce from the depths of your imagination
to eat your flesh like hybrid mutations.

Red eyes.
Black blood.
Grey blurry sight to
keep you in the fright.
Attack from the back,
scream like a banshee into the night.

Bones and teeth are everywhere;
life's no fun without a good scare.
   Life's over rated; I've tried it, I hate it.
Desolute tones and stepping stones.
   What really matters is skin and bones.

Guts and gore;
panic galore.
Monsters from beneath our graves,
we aren'
the Monster you made meI lick my fangs
I thirst for blood
I can't stop myself
from death's dark hood
I waited on you
you kept me in the dark
the shadows played games
they inscribed me with marks
you treated me like Wildfire
you feed my lies and secrets
you made me into a heartless demon
who lurks in the cold.
when you were done, you left me
ALONE.
so Icould
Destroy.
Damage.
Hurt.
Kill.
when I killed you, I was free
Now I am forever
the Monster you made me.
Guardian AngelCome 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"?
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Runaway

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I guess everything they said was right.
I can see the end in sight.
Burning bridges with fire and ice.
This apocolypse thing is kinda nice.

Everything for me is done.
My last bullet has fallen into the sun.
And with my dying breath I plan to yell:
"Runaway, run like hell."

Run.
Run far away.
Past the death, burning, and decay.

We fought as soldiers once before,
Promising not to abandon one to win the other's war.
But don't stand with me.
Runaway.
Don't be a hero, don't save the day.

I tried to be your savior once.
I held you in my soul with every ounce.
But the theives of virtue came and robbed me.
And if you let them, they'll rob you, too.

They'll come and take your moon.
Your sun.
They'll track you with the mistakes you hide.
They'll steal your life and hurt your pride.

So, you'd better run.
Away.
For your life.
Before they pull the curtain, draw the knife.

And don't you dare follow me to the other side.
The Afterlife

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Mood: Love ~HiTorus Dec 27, 2012
Great entry! =)
I have my own, but it doesn't join to the voting list :P
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~WizardHowl10001 Dec 27, 2012
I'm surprised mine did, but hey, at least you tried :P
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~HiTorus Dec 27, 2012
Yep. I feel fine with it :]
It's more important for me to take a part and enjoy :)
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Mood: Love ~sumersela Nov 27, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
i luv it :D i'm gonna start my entry tomorrow ^^ "is gonna be my first contest xd"

please tell me if you like it ^^
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~WizardHowl10001 Nov 27, 2012
Okay, I shall :D

Good luck :)
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