Submissions by Boterick
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Distortions
contaminated particles are surging through my veins
Fill me with damnation. With sorrow i have lain
Mistakes pile up like bodies, I cant escape the stench
I started diging my own grave, But now ive dug a trench
Protect me from my feeble mind, Shield me from the sun
I fought a war with myself, This battle i have won
I Bear and wear my armour, Protection is so fleeting
I written on like parchment, The wounds youve left are seething
Im sore from the wreckage, Leftover from my life
I wear my heart on my sleeve, It is a morbid sight
Its riddled with...
Fill me with damnation. With sorrow i have lain
Mistakes pile up like bodies, I cant escape the stench
I started diging my own grave, But now ive dug a trench
Protect me from my feeble mind, Shield me from the sun
I fought a war with myself, This battle i have won
I Bear and wear my armour, Protection is so fleeting
I written on like parchment, The wounds youve left are seething
Im sore from the wreckage, Leftover from my life
I wear my heart on my sleeve, It is a morbid sight
Its riddled with...
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Carnival of terror
A violent tornado that no one can stop, An active volcano blows out from its top, A flood from the heavens falls from the sky, A total eclipse that might dampen ones sight, These natural disasters mess up the world, It causes confusion like an old Tilt-o-whirl, A carnival of nightmares is coming to town, Ill tell you about it so come gather round, Ill start with the Master hes in charge of the ring, You'll think him normal till he shows you his wings, There black and disgusting they curl at his sides, If you ask him politely hell give you a ride, But there that's enough were done with him,...
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Avalon
A faceless king has lost his crown
The castles walls are falling down
A nameless queen is running free
but she cant hear my wordless plea
A sword stuck through up to the hilt
Defend this kingdom i have built
Stop the tyrants and the thieves
That would steal this world from me
I carry a burdon on my back
Im pulling hard yet theres still slack
The ties are slipping there falling away
For this event i wasnt trained
An undead army croweds the streets
I hear the pounding of the feet
I watch the light blur through the sky
I watch them...
The castles walls are falling down
A nameless queen is running free
but she cant hear my wordless plea
A sword stuck through up to the hilt
Defend this kingdom i have built
Stop the tyrants and the thieves
That would steal this world from me
I carry a burdon on my back
Im pulling hard yet theres still slack
The ties are slipping there falling away
For this event i wasnt trained
An undead army croweds the streets
I hear the pounding of the feet
I watch the light blur through the sky
I watch them...
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