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diana

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It's definitely a very strong poem...I'm not really diggin this theme but it's beautiful anyway...great job once again!^^
 

Greyfoxx

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Tortured

 

 




Surrounded by a suspicious lot







Wondering what they are about to plot







If their intentions are cruel







That they won’t follow the rules.







Whatever they try to do to me







My soul and mind shall always be free.







“Submit her to torture,” I hear them say







“Keep her there for about twenty days”







I keep my calm as they tie me up







My mouth stays quiet as they lift me up.







The satisfaction, I will not give them







Of knowing that to me, they sure offend.







I wince when they turn their back







So they don’t see how I react.







My mind concentrates on what they don’t know







What they try to get me to show







I’m trained never to give them my secret







I’ll always be able to keep it







Torture chambers fill with my own blood







As I fall to the ground with a thud







They grow weary with my resistance







As I stand and take a calm stance







Prisoner of war they call me







They claim they will never set me free







When they leave, I set to my plan







Preparing myself to go on the lam







Kicking a hole in the wall







I see the bricks come out and fall







Starved I may be

 






But fitting through the hole sets me free.
 

DarknessLover

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Is this like about the first day of school? i wrote one but it sucks >.< lol

I like this alot, it keeps your evil mind in it, but with that feel of Greyfoxx all over it..like pie! lol

 

Victim

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Ohh wow, intense.. Nice one.. One of your best aswell.. and yeah, I can kinda get the school fell DL, lol.. But i was thinking more along war lines.
 
Tortured

 

 




Surrounded by a suspicious lot







Wondering what they are about to plot







If their intentions are cruel







That they won’t follow the rules.







Whatever they try to do to me







My soul and mind shall always be free.







“Submit her to torture,” I hear them say







“Keep her there for about twenty days”







I keep my calm as they tie me up







My mouth stays quiet as they lift me up.







The satisfaction, I will not give them







Of knowing that to me, they sure offend.







I wince when they turn their back







So they don’t see how I react.







My mind concentrates on what they don’t know







What they try to get me to show







I’m trained never to give them my secret







I’ll always be able to keep it







Torture chambers fill with my own blood







As I fall to the ground with a thud







They grow weary with my resistance







As I stand and take a calm stance







Prisoner of war they call me







They claim they will never set me free







When they leave, I set to my plan







Preparing myself to go on the lam







Kicking a hole in the wall







I see the bricks come out and fall







Starved I may be

 






But fitting through the hole sets me free.
congratz Foxxy!!!!!!!! :D

 

Greyfoxx

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Thanks a bunch ya'll. I'm glad you guys like it. I was a bit worried for a moment there that it wouldn't be too good but thanks!
 

diana

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Yeah, yeah...I know I promised...*shoots herself*

Great poem...it makes me wanna be as strong as the character in there...sweet...

 

Greyfoxx

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Make me alive…


Lurking in the shadows


Watching my prey


I smile grimly as he panics


His fate known only to me


My coat flutters silently in the wind


I breathe in his fear


Opening my eyes fully


He sees the red glint in the darkness


Dread freezes him to the ground


Unable to move from the spot.


Fangs shine from my upper jaw


Lethal weapons for my personal use


I walk slowly to my victim


Circling him slowly


I grin as his eyes widen


His terror showing clearly


I marvel at the simple frame of the man


His muscles tense as I drag a claw over his spine


I laugh menacingly at him


My voice echoing in the night air


I slip my hand around his neck


My cold fingers turning his head to one side.


My hand feels his heart beat


Pulsing strong against his flesh


My fangs swiftly pierce his neck


Forcing his blood to flow to me


Drawing it to me for my satisfaction


Living in the moment of the blood


As my eyes turn red


And my heart beats again…

 

Greyfoxx

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“Battles of The Ancients”






running through the dense forests





feeling the wind snap at my face





My comrades fallen, laid to rest





I fear I have left my place.





Fire rains down from the skies





Trees burn before my eyes





Lightening splits the heavens





Thunder rings out fear in the peasants





Screams from far and near





Call for help to ease their fear





With my bow drawn back





Ready for the brutal attack





Hoping the gods are on my side





As I climb on my sturdy ride.





My steed gallops towards the fight





Ready to make this world right.





Blood stains the dagger at my waist





Stained from the enemies I face.





My troops rage against their oppressor





Never thinking of the lesser





Clashing of Good and Evil





Never acting like they’re feeble





A war started by the gods of men





But as a warrior, we’ll defend





Of Honor, Duty, and Grace

 


I'll forever defend the Human Race.


 




 

DarknessLover

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tsk tsk...I expected...

THIS TO BE AMAZING!

guess what though....

IT IS!! I LOVE the "elemental stuff" like the thunder, it's so cool...great work again

 

diana

New member
Make Me Alive is great...I pictured it and all...sweet... :)

Battles of The Ancients...nice...I love your choice of words...it's excellent...like always...^^

 
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