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Monster

December 14, 2011
By DreamInTheRain SILVER, Nevada City, California
DreamInTheRain SILVER, Nevada City, California
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Music, It Runs Through My Veins Like A River, Lyrics Flow To The Beat Of Sound.


Walking alone is better,
Than being trapped in the iron vice of dark,
To feel nothing,
Except perhaps the rabid, smelling, dank beast of Cold,
Its poison dripping tongue rolling up and down my body,
Like its deranged, grotesque and fowl monstrosity of a being owns me.
My soul has now turned,
To watch the dark.
To watch the writhing and contorting shapes of angels,
Who fell to the excruciating fires of Hell,
Who were burnt to ashes by my blood-scorching eyes.
I have become a monster,
Living in neither day,
Nor night.
But in Death.
Lovely Death,
My Savior,
My Love,
My Monster.



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on Dec. 24 2011 at 12:39 am
DreamInTheRain SILVER, Nevada City, California
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Favorite Quote:
Music, It Runs Through My Veins Like A River, Lyrics Flow To The Beat Of Sound.

Thankxx you so much!

on Dec. 22 2011 at 7:40 pm
DreamInTheRain SILVER, Nevada City, California
5 articles 1 photo 27 comments

Favorite Quote:
Music, It Runs Through My Veins Like A River, Lyrics Flow To The Beat Of Sound.

Thank you soo much! ^_^

on Dec. 22 2011 at 7:32 pm
NightGoddess17 PLATINUM, New City, New York
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Wow dreamin, this is sooo good! Very descriptive!!! Excellent job!! :)

on Dec. 22 2011 at 7:31 pm
Wonderment DIAMOND, Scranton, Pennsylvania
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Once again I love the language. You are really good at discribing things. Good poem.


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