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Grim...in unspoken chambers
Where memories of fallen angels dwell
The frozen, beckoning song of the raven
And her flight, stalled within the ominous dawn

Lo! Within these flooded halls
Do the voices of the deep gather as one
An iron will amongst the intangible
Their stories yet to be written

O glorious forgotten, thy strength thourgh passion
May shake the foundations of reality
Never shall thy legends be unheard
Left to decay with the ominous march of time

If only with the faintest whisper
Echoing upon the haunted air
Beckonging, Beckoning, for those who listen...

Listen...

Listen...

Listen...



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Eirias said...
Jun. 14, 2012 at 8:23 pm

I'm glad to see that you are anticipating this. I'm not sure there is  enough dirt here for me to really rip you up, although I'll give you special treatment because you're another guy (it seems like everyone on TeenInk is a girl . . .), and you live in Texas, too! Well here it comes:

I really wish you punctuated these stanzas. It would work so much better with creating a that grim mood. I find punctuation to be a marvellous tool toward infuencing an audiences mood. Al... (more »)

 
JoPepper said...
Jun. 12, 2012 at 3:30 pm
I really like the darkness off it it almost seems like an older style (which is nice)  and it flowed really well too!  Keep writing!
 
Gypsyroses said...
May 10, 2012 at 3:50 pm
Ohmygod this is amazing! I love the style its written in, and how the langugage creates a dark and gothic feel.
 
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