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Howkan — Freedom
Published: 2006-11-04 22:48:07 +0000 UTC; Views: 123; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 0
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Description In the woods of Time Upon
dwelles mangeled demons of the suffered,
scowering the earth for the
blood of the lost, they screech my name,

High upon the branch
Gaurdians of Chasity watch,
filling the seeds of life,
they call to my soul,

Deep into the blakened fire
I seep the roots of
Mother Morbid's desire
to free the heeding ghost,

Alas! I can see into it,
the eye of the demon,
I can feel it, the sword
of the gaurdian,

Keep it; the deliverer's fabled hope,
Trees of the dead: Screaming
so cold, so alone,
free my blood and destroy my prison

For fear has warred within me,
cracks upon my spine
hammered into the floor,

I cry for salvation,
answered only by echoed silence
Sinking, sinking beneath the host,
blinded from the light,

Darkness penetrates my lungs,
filling and weeping I cannot hide,
I cannot swim, I cannot fly,
clawing into my mind
I know I can only die
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Comments: 2

cenizo [2007-02-11 16:12:48 +0000 UTC]

ah, what a great job. You use imagery so well, I mean, it's really awesome, but still, no standardized rules of poetry can really share how personal this is.

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fallenpoeticlover [2006-11-04 22:59:08 +0000 UTC]

This is amazing! It is very well written! I love it!

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