Poetry competition CLOSED 12th August 2012 3:14am
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Twisted Sweetness
Lost is her direction.
It's somthing that can never be found.
Crooked smile, poisonous black lips,
Pale bones draped in skin,
hair black as night, darkness bound.
Ocean blue eyes, drips tears of crimson
Wants to taste the twisted sweetness.
Your meeting is for a reason.
(part of one of my poems)
It's somthing that can never be found.
Crooked smile, poisonous black lips,
Pale bones draped in skin,
hair black as night, darkness bound.
Ocean blue eyes, drips tears of crimson
Wants to taste the twisted sweetness.
Your meeting is for a reason.
(part of one of my poems)
The Joyful Death
She stabbed me through the heart;
I never have felt such pleasure.
The tears of joy trail down my cheek.
Finally, it will all be over.
My crimson red turns to gold;
on my back, brilliant white wings grow.
I smile, telling her thanks for killing me.
Now I can finally let her go.
Heartache was killing me slowly;
I was glade she agreed to the final push.
I am free, free of the agony.
That I have had ever since I lost her.
It feels so sweet to be free.......
She stabbed me through the heart;
I never have felt such pleasure.
The tears of joy trail down my cheek.
Finally, it will all be over.
My crimson red turns to gold;
on my back, brilliant white wings grow.
I smile, telling her thanks for killing me.
Now I can finally let her go.
Heartache was killing me slowly;
I was glade she agreed to the final push.
I am free, free of the agony.
That I have had ever since I lost her.
It feels so sweet to be free.......
Anonymous
SOMETHING WICKED
Her beauty is known throughout the land
Many man has asked for her hand
Many men disappeared
For something wicked - did dirty deeds
Blondes have more fun
How true that is
Except for Marilyn who died so young
A beautiful flower secretes poison
There my dear, have a handful
She is so dazzling - you brought her home
To meet your parents so they would approve
The cat disappeared
The dog howled
Something wicked this way comes
Only the classiest woman for you
Well bred, well educated
The laugh is on you
She looks down on you, you stupid brute
The Church wedding was so lavish
The honeymoon was ecstasy
She keeps having miscarriage upon miscarriage
Finally has one - it does not look like you
Tuxedo Park, Fifth Avenue
Only the best - for you two
You have a job not far away
How does your wife spend her day?
There is a little crowd gathered
In front of the tall building
A man lies on the ground
His wife runs to hold his head while he dies
Sorry dear, she whispers - something wicked
Is what I do
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Ever wonder how someone so very beautiful can be so evil inside? Take the case of Becky Cotton. She lived in the town of Eldridge, South Carolina and had no trouble attracting husbands. In fact she married at least three times. One husband she killed with a needle through the heart. Another, she axed to death. And one she poisoned. One has to question whether she liked the state of marriage or preferred widowhood. It seemed she could not make up her mind.
And what did the pretty little delicate flower do with the bodies? She weighted them down then dumped them in a nearby pond.
But one fateful day, someone discovered one of those bodies. A quick investigation soon led to the other two victims. Before long, Becky found herself arrested and facing trial.
The evidence was strong. All three men were directly linked to Becky. The prosecution prepared themselves for victory, certain Becky Cotton would be convicted. That is, until she rose to her feet to testify on her own behalf. And did she ever lay on the charm! Through a cascade of tears, she batted her pretty blue eyes, and uttered such saccharine sweet-talk that melted the hearts of judge and jury. Despite the overwhelming evidence, the case against Becky was dismissed.
Soon afterwards, she married one of the jurors, with several other jurors attending her nuptials! Ah, but this story does not have a fairy tale ending. In an eerily similar murder to those she had herself committed, Becky Cotton was murdered by her own brother. To this day, her legend lives on in Edgefield, and some say, so does her ghost.
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Her beauty is known throughout the land
Many man has asked for her hand
Many men disappeared
For something wicked - did dirty deeds
Blondes have more fun
How true that is
Except for Marilyn who died so young
A beautiful flower secretes poison
There my dear, have a handful
She is so dazzling - you brought her home
To meet your parents so they would approve
The cat disappeared
The dog howled
Something wicked this way comes
Only the classiest woman for you
Well bred, well educated
The laugh is on you
She looks down on you, you stupid brute
The Church wedding was so lavish
The honeymoon was ecstasy
She keeps having miscarriage upon miscarriage
Finally has one - it does not look like you
Tuxedo Park, Fifth Avenue
Only the best - for you two
You have a job not far away
How does your wife spend her day?
There is a little crowd gathered
In front of the tall building
A man lies on the ground
His wife runs to hold his head while he dies
Sorry dear, she whispers - something wicked
Is what I do
*****************************************************************
Ever wonder how someone so very beautiful can be so evil inside? Take the case of Becky Cotton. She lived in the town of Eldridge, South Carolina and had no trouble attracting husbands. In fact she married at least three times. One husband she killed with a needle through the heart. Another, she axed to death. And one she poisoned. One has to question whether she liked the state of marriage or preferred widowhood. It seemed she could not make up her mind.
And what did the pretty little delicate flower do with the bodies? She weighted them down then dumped them in a nearby pond.
But one fateful day, someone discovered one of those bodies. A quick investigation soon led to the other two victims. Before long, Becky found herself arrested and facing trial.
The evidence was strong. All three men were directly linked to Becky. The prosecution prepared themselves for victory, certain Becky Cotton would be convicted. That is, until she rose to her feet to testify on her own behalf. And did she ever lay on the charm! Through a cascade of tears, she batted her pretty blue eyes, and uttered such saccharine sweet-talk that melted the hearts of judge and jury. Despite the overwhelming evidence, the case against Becky was dismissed.
Soon afterwards, she married one of the jurors, with several other jurors attending her nuptials! Ah, but this story does not have a fairy tale ending. In an eerily similar murder to those she had herself committed, Becky Cotton was murdered by her own brother. To this day, her legend lives on in Edgefield, and some say, so does her ghost.
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somelikeithot said:SOMETHING WICKED
Her beauty is known throughout the land
Many man has asked for her hand
Many men disappeared
For something wicked - did dirty deeds
Blondes have more fun
How true that is
Except for Marilyn who died so young
A beautiful flower secretes poison
There my dear, have a handful
She is so dazzling - you brought her home
To meet your parents so they would approve
The cat disappeared
The dog howled
Something wicked this way comes
Only the classiest woman for you
Well bred, well educated
The laugh is on you
She looks down on you, you stupid brute
The Church wedding was so lavish
The honeymoon was ecstasy
She keeps having miscarriage upon miscarriage
Finally has one - it does not look like you
Tuxedo Park, Fifth Avenue
Only the best - for you two
You have a job not far away
How does your wife spend her day?
There is a little crowd gathered
In front of the tall building
A man lies on the ground
His wife runs to hold his head while he dies
Sorry dear, she whispers - something wicked
Is what I do
*****************************************************************
Ever wonder how someone so very beautiful can be so evil inside? Take the case of Becky Cotton. She lived in the town of Eldridge, South Carolina and had no trouble attracting husbands. In fact she married at least three times. One husband she killed with a needle through the heart. Another, she axed to death. And one she poisoned. One has to question whether she liked the state of marriage or preferred widowhood. It seemed she could not make up her mind.
And what did the pretty little delicate flower do with the bodies? She weighted them down then dumped them in a nearby pond.
But one fateful day, someone discovered one of those bodies. A quick investigation soon led to the other two victims. Before long, Becky found herself arrested and facing trial.
The evidence was strong. All three men were directly linked to Becky. The prosecution prepared themselves for victory, certain Becky Cotton would be convicted. That is, until she rose to her feet to testify on her own behalf. And did she ever lay on the charm! Through a cascade of tears, she batted her pretty blue eyes, and uttered such saccharine sweet-talk that melted the hearts of judge and jury. Despite the overwhelming evidence, the case against Becky was dismissed.
Soon afterwards, she married one of the jurors, with several other jurors attending her nuptials! Ah, but this story does not have a fairy tale ending. In an eerily similar murder to those she had herself committed, Becky Cotton was murdered by her own brother. To this day, her legend lives on in Edgefield, and some say, so does her ghost.
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awesome info somelikeithot!
Her beauty is known throughout the land
Many man has asked for her hand
Many men disappeared
For something wicked - did dirty deeds
Blondes have more fun
How true that is
Except for Marilyn who died so young
A beautiful flower secretes poison
There my dear, have a handful
She is so dazzling - you brought her home
To meet your parents so they would approve
The cat disappeared
The dog howled
Something wicked this way comes
Only the classiest woman for you
Well bred, well educated
The laugh is on you
She looks down on you, you stupid brute
The Church wedding was so lavish
The honeymoon was ecstasy
She keeps having miscarriage upon miscarriage
Finally has one - it does not look like you
Tuxedo Park, Fifth Avenue
Only the best - for you two
You have a job not far away
How does your wife spend her day?
There is a little crowd gathered
In front of the tall building
A man lies on the ground
His wife runs to hold his head while he dies
Sorry dear, she whispers - something wicked
Is what I do
*****************************************************************
Ever wonder how someone so very beautiful can be so evil inside? Take the case of Becky Cotton. She lived in the town of Eldridge, South Carolina and had no trouble attracting husbands. In fact she married at least three times. One husband she killed with a needle through the heart. Another, she axed to death. And one she poisoned. One has to question whether she liked the state of marriage or preferred widowhood. It seemed she could not make up her mind.
And what did the pretty little delicate flower do with the bodies? She weighted them down then dumped them in a nearby pond.
But one fateful day, someone discovered one of those bodies. A quick investigation soon led to the other two victims. Before long, Becky found herself arrested and facing trial.
The evidence was strong. All three men were directly linked to Becky. The prosecution prepared themselves for victory, certain Becky Cotton would be convicted. That is, until she rose to her feet to testify on her own behalf. And did she ever lay on the charm! Through a cascade of tears, she batted her pretty blue eyes, and uttered such saccharine sweet-talk that melted the hearts of judge and jury. Despite the overwhelming evidence, the case against Becky was dismissed.
Soon afterwards, she married one of the jurors, with several other jurors attending her nuptials! Ah, but this story does not have a fairy tale ending. In an eerily similar murder to those she had herself committed, Becky Cotton was murdered by her own brother. To this day, her legend lives on in Edgefield, and some say, so does her ghost.
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awesome info somelikeithot!
Be My Vampire
Bite me lightly
That really excites me
Let your teeth pierce my skin
Sink your fangs right in
Make me bleed
Leave your mark
Go ahead feed
Make it dark
It's alright
Don't hesitate to bite
Punish my neck
Put me in check
Make me a wreck
As you deeply inject
Your teeth through my flesh
I like my hickies fresh
Bite me raw
Till you get lockjaw
Leave me in awe
Continue to gnaw
Resume to nibble
As I let out a giggle
The sensation tickles
My blood starts to trickle
Brings me joy
To be your chew toy
I've acquired a desire
For a raging vampire
Bite me lightly
That really excites me
Let your teeth pierce my skin
Sink your fangs right in
Make me bleed
Leave your mark
Go ahead feed
Make it dark
It's alright
Don't hesitate to bite
Punish my neck
Put me in check
Make me a wreck
As you deeply inject
Your teeth through my flesh
I like my hickies fresh
Bite me raw
Till you get lockjaw
Leave me in awe
Continue to gnaw
Resume to nibble
As I let out a giggle
The sensation tickles
My blood starts to trickle
Brings me joy
To be your chew toy
I've acquired a desire
For a raging vampire
LOVE is SICKNESS
today was the day evil steeped in...all remain lost and love caved in..
memories of you and me stuck in my mind....
i fell lost and left behind...
the smiles you gave me the butterflies i felt mad me alive
demons come forth and took what was mine
the spirits told me that i will not brack threw
after the lies an i love you...
monsters come and take my heart
love in darkness torn us apart..
i cant laugh or fake a smile
love is nothing but sickness and vial
before i decay in filth and deed
love stole the innocent and make me bleed..
-Kumiko Yamamoto
today was the day evil steeped in...all remain lost and love caved in..
memories of you and me stuck in my mind....
i fell lost and left behind...
the smiles you gave me the butterflies i felt mad me alive
demons come forth and took what was mine
the spirits told me that i will not brack threw
after the lies an i love you...
monsters come and take my heart
love in darkness torn us apart..
i cant laugh or fake a smile
love is nothing but sickness and vial
before i decay in filth and deed
love stole the innocent and make me bleed..
-Kumiko Yamamoto
Every girls fantasy
Love me until the day after tomorrow.
As I may not make it after then.
I'm standing here with a blade in my hand,
Threating you.
"if you don’t stop what you are doing I will cut"
"no, baby please don’t, I love you not her"
I press it firmly on my left wrist and begin to cut
"baby, please stop"
and he runs to me and forces the blade out of my hand.
But I just push him away.
"you said I was the only"
"oh, baby you are. Just please take that blade out of you hand
and give it to me."
I turn and walk away.
He walks after me.
"baby, please don’t die. I love you
I don’t want to see you lying dead in that casket"
"too bad don’t come to my funeral then."
He busted into tears .
'Baby, please give me a chance I will make it better.'
I turned and said
"what's done is done, you can show your true love for me tonight
I will wait where we first met tonight at 7 pm sharp. If you don’t come
I will have to live with the decision, but if you do, then we can start all over
Again."
He said " yes, baby anything for my one and only"
As I turned and walked away he ran after me and asked for the blade.
I gave it to him and walked off.
I came to 7 pm and I was waiting for him at the look out where we first met
The moon was full and there was no sign of him.
I sat at the park bench where we had our first kiss,
I was having all these flash backs of our relationship,
Sitting there thinking, he was the best thing in my life I don’t want to lose him
I turn around and there he is. Dressed in a tux of black, with a bunch of red flowers
And a song he had wrote me.
We sat at the edge of the cliff staring into each others.
And he said " I cant spend antother day without you,"
"I know baby you wont have too.
Were ment to be together forever. "
"Now all we have to do now is find a shooting star and make a wish upon it."
Look right there, that’s it, baby make a wish.
We sat there for 20 seconds with our eyes closed and holding hands.
I said this is all I wanted, to be here with the person I love the most.
Holding hands looking over the sea, at the full moon.
We slipped in a kiss
Then moved closer togeather for the longest snuggle,
We went to his car and there were the pillows and the blankets.
"I told you I was coming prepared, baby."
I started crying and he held me and told me that everthing was going to be ok.
That made me cry even more.
BABY I KNOW THIS WILL WORK JUST TRY IT FOR ME
Was the last things I said to him before I fell asleep in his arms, all we needed
Was that blanket and our body warmth
And that was exactly what he gave me as well as a kiss on the forehead
Every girls fantasy
Love me until the day after tomorrow.
As I may not make it after then.
I'm standing here with a blade in my hand,
Threating you.
"if you don’t stop what you are doing I will cut"
"no, baby please don’t, I love you not her"
I press it firmly on my left wrist and begin to cut
"baby, please stop"
and he runs to me and forces the blade out of my hand.
But I just push him away.
"you said I was the only"
"oh, baby you are. Just please take that blade out of you hand
and give it to me."
I turn and walk away.
He walks after me.
"baby, please don’t die. I love you
I don’t want to see you lying dead in that casket"
"too bad don’t come to my funeral then."
He busted into tears .
'Baby, please give me a chance I will make it better.'
I turned and said
"what's done is done, you can show your true love for me tonight
I will wait where we first met tonight at 7 pm sharp. If you don’t come
I will have to live with the decision, but if you do, then we can start all over
Again."
He said " yes, baby anything for my one and only"
As I turned and walked away he ran after me and asked for the blade.
I gave it to him and walked off.
I came to 7 pm and I was waiting for him at the look out where we first met
The moon was full and there was no sign of him.
I sat at the park bench where we had our first kiss,
I was having all these flash backs of our relationship,
Sitting there thinking, he was the best thing in my life I don’t want to lose him
I turn around and there he is. Dressed in a tux of black, with a bunch of red flowers
And a song he had wrote me.
We sat at the edge of the cliff staring into each others.
And he said " I cant spend antother day without you,"
"I know baby you wont have too.
Were ment to be together forever. "
"Now all we have to do now is find a shooting star and make a wish upon it."
Look right there, that’s it, baby make a wish.
We sat there for 20 seconds with our eyes closed and holding hands.
I said this is all I wanted, to be here with the person I love the most.
Holding hands looking over the sea, at the full moon.
We slipped in a kiss
Then moved closer togeather for the longest snuggle,
We went to his car and there were the pillows and the blankets.
"I told you I was coming prepared, baby."
I started crying and he held me and told me that everthing was going to be ok.
That made me cry even more.
BABY I KNOW THIS WILL WORK JUST TRY IT FOR ME
Was the last things I said to him before I fell asleep in his arms, all we needed
Was that blanket and our body warmth
And that was exactly what he gave me as well as a kiss on the forehead
Every girls fantasy
Helix Sugar
Charmed and full,
the evening was penultimately gathered
by her fingering her ice,
and lifting a single cube
to her lips and ladling its foiling moisture
along the thin of her cheek
as she slipped it down to her throat
around to the barely containing bodice,
dipping into her lilting cleavage,
and then joltingly back to her lips
as she tongued the dripping crystal.
His phone rang and, in a nervous panter,
he thrust it into his water glass
as it muffled the last whimper
of any outside interference or help.
runningturtle87
Charmed and full,
the evening was penultimately gathered
by her fingering her ice,
and lifting a single cube
to her lips and ladling its foiling moisture
along the thin of her cheek
as she slipped it down to her throat
around to the barely containing bodice,
dipping into her lilting cleavage,
and then joltingly back to her lips
as she tongued the dripping crystal.
His phone rang and, in a nervous panter,
he thrust it into his water glass
as it muffled the last whimper
of any outside interference or help.
runningturtle87
Miku:
I'm sorry. Luka.
I can't take it anymore.
If I bear a grudge
it's due to Master.
I was so glad
that you were made.
We'd practice singing
songs together.
"I want to become a diva like Miku!"
For doing that,
I thank you.
But you know, Luka.
You're sly.
You can't have Master's lessons
all to yourself.
I was always
made the better version!
Did Master
get sick of me?
Will MY Master
leave me if
I don't have
a "little sister"?
Farewell, Luka.
Won't you just go?
I want my Master
returned to me.
I suppose you use your
big breasts and shaky voice
to seduce him?
Deliberately
singing poorly,
it's just not fair,
it's unforgivable.
Hey, why?
Why would you go so far
as to steal
Master away from me?
Even though I
liked you, Luka
this action
is far from unjust!
Holding a pair of scissors
I enter the charging room
where that girl sleeps.
I'll cut the plug
and make her sleep forever.
Luka:
"I'm so glad!
It's been so long since
my big sis last payed me a visit!
What kind of things
are you going to teach me today?
You've truly been
such a great
big sister to me, Miku!
You are the kindest, cutest,
bestest diva in the whole world......
Miku:
yeas..right..
(It's no good...
I just can't kill her...)
Luka:
Hey, Miku
your duty
ended a long
time ago.
I love Master!
With this, Master
will be mine alone!
Miku:
..you kill me instead?
i see...
this was your plan..
well then,
take care of Master for me...
please.
good-bye my little sister, Luka
(NOT MINE. a Vocaloid song called sissorloid.)
Ashe
I'm sorry. Luka.
I can't take it anymore.
If I bear a grudge
it's due to Master.
I was so glad
that you were made.
We'd practice singing
songs together.
"I want to become a diva like Miku!"
For doing that,
I thank you.
But you know, Luka.
You're sly.
You can't have Master's lessons
all to yourself.
I was always
made the better version!
Did Master
get sick of me?
Will MY Master
leave me if
I don't have
a "little sister"?
Farewell, Luka.
Won't you just go?
I want my Master
returned to me.
I suppose you use your
big breasts and shaky voice
to seduce him?
Deliberately
singing poorly,
it's just not fair,
it's unforgivable.
Hey, why?
Why would you go so far
as to steal
Master away from me?
Even though I
liked you, Luka
this action
is far from unjust!
Holding a pair of scissors
I enter the charging room
where that girl sleeps.
I'll cut the plug
and make her sleep forever.
Luka:
"I'm so glad!
It's been so long since
my big sis last payed me a visit!
What kind of things
are you going to teach me today?
You've truly been
such a great
big sister to me, Miku!
You are the kindest, cutest,
bestest diva in the whole world......
Miku:
yeas..right..
(It's no good...
I just can't kill her...)
Luka:
Hey, Miku
your duty
ended a long
time ago.
I love Master!
With this, Master
will be mine alone!
Miku:
..you kill me instead?
i see...
this was your plan..
well then,
take care of Master for me...
please.
good-bye my little sister, Luka
(NOT MINE. a Vocaloid song called sissorloid.)
Ashe
