Submissions by xxCrownamedDeathxx
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write dark and morbid ones there is a slight rare chance of a lighthearted one
Insomniac
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Gloomy Sunday
My Sunday is sad...
i play a song on this day of depression...
My last Bread of sorrow and tears of wine
My love do not weep for me for i took a gun and hot myself...
There is a casket with flowers of white
For my love i see the light
and went away from your reach...
I'll watch over you my love
Although i have passed...
Our memories will always be one
...even in death...
i play a song on this day of depression...
My last Bread of sorrow and tears of wine
My love do not weep for me for i took a gun and hot myself...
There is a casket with flowers of white
For my love i see the light
and went away from your reach...
I'll watch over you my love
Although i have passed...
Our memories will always be one
...even in death...
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ABC Obituaries
A is for Alan who tripped down the stairs
B is for Bessie who fell from her chair
C is for Carl who was dropped on his head
D is for Diana who suffocated in Bed
E is for Evan who swallowed some Lead
F is for Flora who was stuck in the vent
G is for George who broke his neck
H is for Hope who was encased in ice
I is for Ian who was eaten by mice
J is for Jen who broke her skull
K is for Kyle who was trampled by bulls
L is for Lily who was beheaded by a axe
M is for Mark who was poisoned by gas
N is for Nala who tripped through broken...
B is for Bessie who fell from her chair
C is for Carl who was dropped on his head
D is for Diana who suffocated in Bed
E is for Evan who swallowed some Lead
F is for Flora who was stuck in the vent
G is for George who broke his neck
H is for Hope who was encased in ice
I is for Ian who was eaten by mice
J is for Jen who broke her skull
K is for Kyle who was trampled by bulls
L is for Lily who was beheaded by a axe
M is for Mark who was poisoned by gas
N is for Nala who tripped through broken...
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Lenore
The parents mourn with grief
But the memories they will forever keep
As their little one Lenore, a girl who was so innocent and sweet
now rests in a coffin six feet deep
alas she was too young for a permanent sleep
But the memories they will forever keep
As their little one Lenore, a girl who was so innocent and sweet
now rests in a coffin six feet deep
alas she was too young for a permanent sleep
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Holocaust
Whistle blows...
Getting up...
Tired...
Hungry...
Cold...
Standing in line...
One by one...
step by step...
in the freezing snow...
all i ask is why
Why did God make these evil men...
Staring at the green, clean uniforms while looking at the rest of us;...
Dirty...
Staving...
Beaten...
the question is what have we done to deserve such harsh treatment?
We get labeled with strange badges:
Red: for Political prisoners
Green: for Criminals
Black: for Anti-Socials
Pink: for sex...
Getting up...
Tired...
Hungry...
Cold...
Standing in line...
One by one...
step by step...
in the freezing snow...
all i ask is why
Why did God make these evil men...
Staring at the green, clean uniforms while looking at the rest of us;...
Dirty...
Staving...
Beaten...
the question is what have we done to deserve such harsh treatment?
We get labeled with strange badges:
Red: for Political prisoners
Green: for Criminals
Black: for Anti-Socials
Pink: for sex...
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