Submissions by Deamonn
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
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She wrinkled with the blackened lung and fled the dance too early.
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Cobble Stones and Hobbled Souls
The cobble stones and hobbled souls
Glisten from the sun shower rain,
A proud little man pushes a dewdropped pram
And in his eyes he looks hopelessly sane,
Theres a fat girl on the corner and her
boyfriend doesnt want her and she cries
Cause hes not the only one,
Shes swimming in a sea of Who am I supposed
To be?
Cause if Im not with you then Im done,
Some of us are ugly
Some of us insane
Some of us have millipedes crawling
In our veins
She envies the undead as they push past her,
Slow,
Their minds only on Gameshows, Corrie and...
Glisten from the sun shower rain,
A proud little man pushes a dewdropped pram
And in his eyes he looks hopelessly sane,
Theres a fat girl on the corner and her
boyfriend doesnt want her and she cries
Cause hes not the only one,
Shes swimming in a sea of Who am I supposed
To be?
Cause if Im not with you then Im done,
Some of us are ugly
Some of us insane
Some of us have millipedes crawling
In our veins
She envies the undead as they push past her,
Slow,
Their minds only on Gameshows, Corrie and...
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HoneyDick & Coyne
A sickening crack of bone could be heard through an open blood
smattered door as hammer strike, after well-aimed hammer strike landed
on an ankle of the recently deceased corpse of Jane Whelan.
Mark
McGrath stopped, a look of puzzlement fixed shakily on his face. Ever
since he was a kid he had never asked no one for nothing and even
though there was a man in the other room who knew him better than his
first, much larger cellmate, it still pissed him off to need help.
"Hey,
I thought you said soakin' it in water would make this easier?! called
a...
smattered door as hammer strike, after well-aimed hammer strike landed
on an ankle of the recently deceased corpse of Jane Whelan.
Mark
McGrath stopped, a look of puzzlement fixed shakily on his face. Ever
since he was a kid he had never asked no one for nothing and even
though there was a man in the other room who knew him better than his
first, much larger cellmate, it still pissed him off to need help.
"Hey,
I thought you said soakin' it in water would make this easier?! called
a...
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