//Sitting In The Dark
//Black
//Recollection
//Forget Me
//Bedtime Sorrows
//Executioner
//Only ten
//Alone
//Endless Nightmare
//Need No Promises
//Disillusion Of She
//Blade Cries
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| A poem... begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It is never a thought to begin with. It is at it's best when it's a tantalizing vagueness ~unknown | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Gothic Style Poems |
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| Disclaimer- These poems can get a little graphic, so please be aware. I usually never mean any of these things, I just write when I am feeling really sad, and this is the only way to get it out with me. Sometimes, the story isn't even about me, but something struck a cord and caused the words to come to me. Please do not be concerned about me, or be worried or anything like that because these were only temporary feelings and these poems were the way to remove them. Thanks guys. Enjoy. ~Drea | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| //I'm Scared //Sitting In The Dark //Black //Recollection //Forget Me //Bedtime Sorrows //Executioner //Only ten //Alone //Endless Nightmare //Need No Promises //Disillusion Of She //Blade Cries |
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