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The Dead
I dream about it every night
The thoughts of darkness consume me
the clock strikes 12
The screams echo in the night
I see the dead walk again,
and run through the streets
The sun rises,
and the deceased melt away.
The whole world will never know
what evil waits in the night.
by EmoPoetry
posted on 06/09/2008
The thoughts of darkness consume me
the clock strikes 12
The screams echo in the night
I see the dead walk again,
and run through the streets
The sun rises,
and the deceased melt away.
The whole world will never know
what evil waits in the night.
by EmoPoetry
posted on 06/09/2008
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Comment by deadrose37: Jun 22, 2008 6:08 pm
just like a story I am writing. All the evil appears, and then it disappears. It's a never ending cycle and only one person in the world reconizes what's going on...good job <3Comment by asdfyz: Jun 27, 2008 12:08 pm
hmm. not bad. I like the concept. Comment by EmoPoetry: Jul 3, 2008 6:17 pm
Thank you.
I always liked the saying "Ignorance is Bliss". When we don't know how bad the world really is. We are happy about it.