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Enter the Realm

Enter The Realm Within the bowels of residual resurrection Lies the stench of seasonal deaths conception With corrosive corridors constricting in time Where darkness prevails in primordial prime Let your eyes sleep for now we await For death to awaken us and open the gate Morbid mansions maintaining their skew As the stardust aligns to start anew The futures pass through speeding spheres Where memories molest in frantic fears Thus we hastily harness the life of death As we prepare for our last breathing breath. Nov.06.2016 CONTEST 235 any form,any topic max of 14 lines Sponsored by: Brian Strand

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Date: 11/24/2016 10:32:00 AM
Thanks Winged Warrior for this deep write. Highly troubling.
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Date: 11/11/2016 4:39:00 PM
Deep and powerful, Winged Warrior. I felt this speeding journey and the need to 'harness the life of death' within the chilling realization of your words. Congratulations on your fine placement. Sandra
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Date: 11/10/2016 6:02:00 PM
Winged congratulations on your win in the contest with this wonderful poem ~
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Date: 11/6/2016 10:24:00 PM
holy. that is very creatively spinning. took my Mind on a Rollercoaster ride.
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