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The Malkavian part 1 perfect version

His mind has all the meaning of a madman that is screaming
Tortured and tormented, a life lived to be lamented
Drained and defeated, his family finally retreated 
Leaving him believing that he was beyond redeeming 
The doctors sent in spoke of hope and healing 
The drugs they administered only made him more demented 
Cemented is the feeling that his life is just an echo 
Of an endless, timeless, all-consuming screaming 

His best friend is a disproportioned bird, appropriately named buddy 
Whose monotonous motion in drinking is somewhat soothing to his being 
Though not potent enough to stop, the persistent pounding of the screaming
Often he stares into the emptiness of nothingness, contemplating the beauty 
of its existence 
Only to find his mind is drowning in a confounding conundrum he can’t quite 
It’s hard to be philosophical when your mental testicles have fallen to the proper 
So sometimes he whispers tongue twisters until his brain blisters
Madmen mask madness in the meticulous mastery of mindless tasks

Buddy was telling a troubling tale, of a dragon drunk off of some dwarven ale 
Who through two days, threw up flames and burnt down the tavern and town 
When the door to his room opened with a plume of plum perfume 
In stepped an inept and unkempt nurse named Nancy
Her green eyes and fiery red hair caused his heart to flutter and flair with fancy
She had quite the quiet voice and was quick to trip over her own two feet 
A bit naïve, she would easily believe anything she had heard or seen
He knew he would make her his, no matter the time nor energy 

It was easy for him to pretend to be prim and proper 
Just a mask to don in order to dupe his doctor
Circumventing the system that couldn’t save him 
He was as he always had been and would be
In constant pain and agony with no desire for sympathy
Just in need of some freedom from his prison and medication
Meditation and mantras had given him the sentiment of a design
On how to inhibit the screaming, and maybe even end it

Four years plotting and planning the perfect moment of promise
A fire formed from a single flamed fueled from an accelerant 
It raced through the halls, up the walls, over the ceiling, killing all the residents
Eighty-eight inmates and staff burned alive in what felt like an instant 
Such little time to search through the bodies, looking for a single person
He found her on the fourth clinging to the bathroom faucet 
He lost his virginity to the burnt corpse of Nurse Nancy 
To his amazed mind, he was astonished to find, the screaming was silenced

just a note I cannot reduce the font so the lines fit without overlapping as they 
do in stanza two

Copyright © Nathan D.

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The days seem to go by so fast. there is a void in the air, the birds have lost their vibrant beat, the ocean has lost its luster, the soil feels solid and dry.
My soul feels as if it has left my body before my death, my dreams haunt my day, the tears stain my steps, my doctor says that it is depression, I say that it is reality, I am intoxicated by society,I am numb by perscriptions.
Why do I feel so isolated within myself? is there no one in my painfully tight shoes? can anyone understand my pain? can anyone melt in my sorrows? why am I this way? why is the world so cruel? why can't I be normal?
Wait! I am normal, what am I saying, I know now, the veil has been lifted, humanity is my enemy, the sins that drip from their sweat, the dread that follows their shadows, their souls of black, their intentions of greed pull a shade across their eyes.
They are destined for doom, they will not be saved, they will not find salvation, they belittle me, they curse me, they shame me, but they are right about one thing, I am different, unlike them, I will be saved in the last days.

Copyright © stephanie hanvey

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Malkavian the second

The constant assault of the silence on his senses is intense 
Hands clenched in fist he wished for noise and bliss
Buddy stopped talking and drinking he begins pacing as he’s thinking 
Tired from walking he knells before the bird and begs him to start talking 
Every emotion emerges inside him as a whisper in his ear 
Tears stream down his eyes, as he cries, victim of his own lies 
The screaming wasn’t the problem only a symptom 
He hugs his knees, bites his lip, bleeds, and tries to listen 

The burnt and hallow hospital once his prison is now his home 
Where he wrestles with his inner demons trying to grasp his own emotions 
Guilt over his crime haunts his mind all of the time 
He dreams of his love Nancy burnt and covered in blood 
She deserved no less than pure happiness instead she is dead 
He bends downs, kissing buddy on the forehead, crying
Dying for the company of his only friend and companion 
He begs god for forgiveness for the sins that he can’t amend 

Blood slips then drips off his bit and split lip into the cup from which buddy sips
Buddy’s head begins to bob, he sobs as buddy’s black beak bares a glob of blood
He thinks, as buddy drinks, that the blood is the key to his friend being freed 
The bird absorbs the blood then stops bobbing, he begins thinking and plotting
His brain decreed a dream where people scream and bleed unheeded by the need to feed them 
He strains his brain as he schemes of means to bring his dream from fantasy to reality 
He felt like a little boy, full of pride and joy, from finding a new toy 
His mind frothed with frenzy as he indulged every fancy, except thoughts of forgotten nurse Nancy 

There is a drug called lysergic acid diethylamide, or simply just acid 
A large enough dose introduced into the system can make the brain rancid 
Though he doesn’t have a P.H.D. or even an internet bought certificate 
He learned enough from books and his doctors, he’s positive he can make it 
An old abandoned building untouched by the fire is perfect for his laboratory 
It has everything he will need, drugs and all, even has a lavatory 
Soon buddy would have more blood then he could ever think to drink 
Soon he would hear the screams that would bring him back from the brink 

All the preparations were complete in time for the Fourth of July commemoration   
When most the city will gather on the waterfront for its yearly celebration 
He was the first to arrive in the morning dressed in his finest Sunday suit 
Purple pants and shirt with silver lining with a black ten gallon hat to boot 
He took a moment to savor the silence before setting up his special stand 
He watched the people mingle and patiently waited to unleash his plan 
When the day reached the hottest he started to hand out toys to the kids 
Super soakers filled with acid, with a reward promised to whoever gets the most hits 

Wave after wave, the children came to get a squirt gun and chase the reward
Wave after wave, the children spread the seed of his madness into the herd 
It took less than hour for every single person to get implanted 
Then he watched and waited for his wish to be granted 
Then the worst thing that could happen, happened, nothing, nothing at all 
As it became nightfall he crawled into a ball and began to bawl 
From frustration to fear his emotions took him to unfathomable despair 
Then somewhere above the clamor of the festivities, a scream filled the air 

Chaos, pure unadulterated chaos, spread through the crowd like wild fire
They committed every act of sin and deplorable indecency their hearts desired
He walked amongst them, untouched, as their leader…..nay their god 
He searched through their twisted minds, enhancing every flaw
Thousands upon thousands, screamed as they bled 
Thousands upon thousands, gone mad and then dead 
Through all the insanity he saw a redheaded angel left untouched
He knew in that exact instant that he loved her so very much 

He walked up to her, bowed, and then tipped his hat 
Brushing her cheek, with a whisper, he renamed her Nancy
He pulled out a chair and sat, setting her down on his lap 
He indulged in the flattery of her beauty, the beauty of Nancy 
He caressed her ever so gently, and kissed her gently more 
He lost himself in the sensation of her skin, the sensation of Nancy 
Unable to be contained anymore, he gutted her and threw her corpse on the floor
He wanted to see how the inside worked while he made love, made love to his Nancy 

With his lust sedated, and his love soon to be cremated, he pulled buddy from his pocket
He set the bird in a puddle of blood, watching him bob as he quenched his thirst
The few survivors left started to chant and incantation he can’t ever remember hearing of
But he joined them, singing louder and louder, letting his voice rise above 
Once again Nancy burned for him while buddy swelled with blood until he burst 
The wood splintered and shattered, showing a growing and beating heart 
And all the blood for miles around came rushing in like a rabid river 
It wrapped around the heart and took form, hell rejoice, Malkav is reborn 

Copyright © Nathan D.

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Opening A Door

Enter, Exuberant, Exciting
Red, Royal, Rolling
Beautiful, Baby, Blues

Tight, Tan, Tempting
Straps, Safely, Stored
Magnetic, Mesmerizing, Masochistic

Liquid, Leaking, Legs
Pleasing, Pleasant, Plight
Contain, Control, Conceal

Never, No, Nah
Desire, Does, Draw
Okay, Opening, O

Copyright © Steven Henderson

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the night

slowly suddenly and then without warning it crosses us and blankets our world it turns the stunning orb into a hollow sphere dull and dead and nothing is seen just bleak dark black its there its lasting the silence never to end

the day slows to a standstill and goes backward
the noises about come to a close
the shades begin to venture
the bleak blacks cross the clouds
the sky is blanketed and choked out
the sun has fled
the day has left
the night is here
the silence is everywhere

Copyright © Jayce Collazo

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Hybrid Eyes

unknown five fingers flipping lives
power based dynamic undermines the dramatic
twist the totalitarian love like lashed fragments
bastard basilisk coiled coolly over calming masks

The hybrid eyes close on hatred
Unveil the universal welcoming smile
Happy's perfect when expecting a party
Happy's perfect when expecting a life

Hate the child
Hate the child
Hate the child
Show it love

ensure enraptured trust and warming embrace
unannounced resurgence of relief and trust
tame the tether and tighten the ropes
warning clouds wane and the day shines

The hybrid eyes close on lust
Unveil the welcoming smile
Happy's perfect when expecting norms
Happy's perfect when expecting trust

Show it love
Hate the child
Hate the child
Show it child
Hate the love
Hate the show
Love the show
Show the child
Hate it
Love it
Show it

Copyright © Natalie Barber

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Opening A Door - Part II : ADULT CONTENT

Taking, Tape, Tying
Hands, Held, High
Hook, Hungover, Holds

Know, Knee's, Knelt
Legs, Lay, Loose
Spread, Simply, Stretched

Arise, Ass, Amply
Lash, Length, Long
Whip, Wish, Wap

Responses, Repeating, repetitively
Screams, Shout, She
Precisest, Please, Pain

Try, Tempting, Tears
Venus, Vulva's, Volume
Betrays, Bruised, Buttock

Ultimate, Understanding, Unleashed
Serving, Sir, She
Master, Me, Made

*****, Penetration Proceeds
Friction, Fierce, Furiously
Cuming, Cries, Continue

Copyright © Steven Henderson

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Lift us up

Sometimes gravity will have

It’s grip on you.

All those moments you thought

Your feet were about to leave the ground

When your wings were finally carried

By the wind, only to have it disappear

At the edge of uncertainty.

Sometimes the choices you make

Feel like pit holes, and all

You ever do is fall into them

Getting lost in underground tunnels

Looking for the light that

Plays hide and seek with your mind.

Sometimes we forget to smile

When all we see are grey clouds

And the snow is falling a bit too much

We wish for sun that wont show itself,

Want things we know will come

But suddenly become impatient.

Sometimes we forget how many times

We fell while learning how to walk

We don’t try to stand up when life

Pushes us down , we begin to crawl

And hope someone will find us

And  lift us up, but sometimes

That person should be us.

Copyright © Louisa April

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That Passenger

Like the best part of a dubstep song
I feel the slip slip and drop then it's gone
Like when we got it on with a double magnum on my dong
But that was a virgin page
And with that tight cage unlocked the rat was free to rage
And you know theres no way to gauge magnitude of the ensuing sexplosion

But at the epicenter of all the mental corrosion
Is that hooded figure, that master of commotion
And as the gas ball sets across the ocean he rises
From cracks and gashes, from shadows and ashes
No target in mind
No friends or enemies
Just hell bent on injecting the entropy
And it is just painfully oh-so-clear to see the swiftness and efficiency at which he commits atrocities
Over the screams and pleas the question hangs;
What can sooth this beast? 

Copyright © Stefan Hillyman

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She's a cold habit

as she sleeps

her comfort 
leaves me breathless

this monster
beside me

inside me

her scent 
still serenades 
the air

an untamed 
paradise of my 
favorite poison

a moisturizing malice
so unclean it 
seems holy.

she's a cold habit

as she sleeps 

her wicked side

fists float 

fallacy is forgotten
for just a few minutes 

i remember why I love her

how many different ways
i could kill her

as she sleeps

Copyright © kimmy thieleke

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I see the blood
You too know my thoughts
You ask me why i did this
I am ashamed at the sight
I did what i needed
My mind telling my soul
What my body wouldn’t do

Is this how it is
The satisfaction i never get
The reward of nothing
My heart cries just once
To see the hope
To feel the love it never has
To fill the gap its always had

You whisper to me
Tell me what i want to hear
But it's not what i want
It weakens me to think
All this time you thought 
But never knew me

I doubt myself 
You try to comfort me
The grip of your soul holds me
Tightens around mine
I feel your strength
The strength i never had

It doesn’t help me
Only makes this worse
The guilt I’ve felt gets worse
Burns in my chest like a fire
It will never die down
The pain is there
And it plans to stay. 

Copyright © wow itme

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Every time I sleep; pains on my brain' 
Abolishing my heart n soul lord escort my vein 
From the bounded clouds of this mournful pain 
I can't predict the weather nor the range of the rain
But hope for the station of this moving train 
Thou death is sometimes rude & so insane 
Life remains a distance between birth & death 
That exists deep down in the palms of earth 

Demise, demise, demise; roll your unmerciful dice
Flutter with our lives as we stare with horrified eyes
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, statue into dense ice
Nothing panels your path nor human's wealth 
Wicked calamity that neither cares of people's health
Guilty & innocent souls shall rest on your misty throne 
Plans & creatures will bow & obey to the sound of your tone 

Yet no grave, on the roots of earth, shall hold my corpse down 
I'll dwell with divine cherubs of warmth, & wear my sacred crown 
Emulating implausible angels in the closed doors of heavens town 
So wipe your worthless tears, & rinse my ashes with frosty plums 
Blustering monumental trumpets, accompanied by mourning drums 
While the faultless treasure chest slumps down the mastery ground 
As I tumble in a dim cavernous ocean aiding my soul to rebound

Gushing tears won't refurbish dull coats munched in the idols grave
Bloated hearts shall be restored by comforting pals that are brave 
The sprinkling gates of heaven will sanctify my bones with streams
Consigning my precious soul to a land filled with endless dreams
Confessing all my transgressions; as I knock on the heavens door
While my corpse respite calm on the arctic layers of my odd floor

Copyright © Tshilidzi Nengovhela

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silhouettes amongst me

my feet punch the dull, rugged pavent as i slink down the cool quiet night with only the harsh stale lamp to highlight my way ahead a presence is felt as the hairs on the back of my neck come to a stand my heart unconsciously increases in speed my eyes dart from shadow to shadow as the darkness flies around me, mocking my every move my pace quickens as i attempt to escape the nightmare, they are chasing me now snatching at me with there thick claws ive been forced to a sprint they drew closer i can feel the cool of there pace against my back as i lurch forward out of there reach ahead is a never ending blanket of silent blackness i close my eyes and stop dead in my tracks as the darkness engulfs my life the suffering has ended

Copyright © Jayce Collazo

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He swifts on by like a moon lighted night. 
He shines bright for a moment in time. 
His arm's always open with warmth. 
His smile always bigger then everyone elses. 
His heart of rage and fire. 
He swifts on by, he swifts on by. 
Who will know the true man within. 
The man thats full of sin. 
No one can, no one can, for we are all just man...

Copyright © stephanie hanvey

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The Watcher

Here comes the Watcher heading toward the hemlock
 Watching the world, becomes his wealth,
toward which he tails around you, to every place, today and tomorrow.
When The Watcher walks, time slows down
Bearing his name, watches die out.
For The Watcher walks forward, caring less about the weather, waiting
for your fate to take place.
People like you and me, prepare for the worst, peeping along the post down home,
 where the watch of the night, nears around and touches neat and soft
the rim of your face, right becomes night, and vacations along the rim down low.

Copyright © Samuel Hernandez

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Flames roared through the nights sky. 
A glimpse of blue still protruded through the flames. 
The heat warmed the mortals below. 
They believed that this was a great night. 
The sky emulated a beautiful red color. 
The color was extraordinary with remnants of blue. 
They believed that they were all safe. 
They were not nearly as safe. 
They were witnessing Armageddon. 
The war between good and evil. 
For no one is safe until judgment day. 
That is the day when the sky will forever remain blue. 
The birds will sing a tune. 
The flowers will bloom. 
That will be the day. 
The day when we will all be ok.

Copyright © stephanie hanvey

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to die

what is it to end to cease the existence of another being or ones own self does pain expel? or is it a sudden forever lasting silence all that awaits violently peacefully disappearing from ones thought of reality to be thrusted into what no one knows of or is able to explain something more than the worlds population has experienced while no one knows how it feels what is it truly to die

Copyright © Jayce Collazo

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The Challenge

Emotions strain as my mind tries to forget all the pain the lies and the tremendous regret -hearts heavy minds hurt and humble as if i got stabbed chocked, beaten or pummeled - fate is real it was apparently meant to be now the only thing left is let my mind and soul be free - i face struggles lies, pain, and sorrow - can i grab someone else and their happiness i should borrow - truth will reveal soon i know i am good or maybe iam mistaken and really die i should i will continue and push till the end i will regain - hope and my heart will forget the pain

Copyright © Jayce Collazo

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Suave Apocolypse

We threaten the skies with our maniacal ascension
What's up is us now *****es, so I really hope you're listenin'
Irrational twitches and sharp women get the skin to stiffen
Drink everything in the vacinity 
Until your stream of pee is nothing but the blood and limbs of your enemies
We keep on our feet
Quick step
Pitter patter
Stab us with your steely knives but you know it doesn't matter
More voices dance in the dome than the ****ing Mad Hatter
The arterial spray says it all
The proverbial writing on the wall
You picked up the phone but you'll never get to call
Our ruckus is suave
And will bring to fruition the fall of it all

Copyright © Stefan Hillyman

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not good enough

maybe its self pity maybe its self doubt one i cant shake this extremity this urge to fall and stop breathing her soul is altered her actions falter and all i can do is watch her fade away from view and become what no one can anticipate I'm relentless and persistent but her interests seem to differ every moment from my very own i am no longer certain of anything

Copyright © Jayce Collazo

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in the deep and the dark
of the meanest mine shaft
they hack at the rock
in ten hours of graft

in the filth and the wet
with the tightest of space
they kneel in cold water
to work the coalface

in the black of the rock
with candlelight dim
they have to work naked
but shards cut the skin

in the dust of the grind
with fumes that are toxic
they work half blind
and lives are at risk

in the child labour mine
there is suffering and pain
while the rich mine owner
counts his profits again

Copyright © Tony Hargreaves

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the silence is lulling

Numbness wraps itself around my beating internal organ, blood thickens to a high viscoscious pulp, lungs choke up, air becomes a luxury, I am brought to my knees with a sickening thud I fall to my side defeated I let out a last gasp for air the world turns upside down I see darkness I feel my thoughts quieting my body motionless on the cold, Grey pavement I admire its cracks running along itself and thank it for allowing it to me by resting place i feel the light within me dimming and all is silent at last

Copyright © Jayce Collazo

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Dark Storm

Distant thunder rolling over and over
causing all within range to shudder.
Shaking the very air itself
a prominent entity entitled to eternity
evolving the neighbors in this fray.
Churning the skies from dawn to dusk
black and protruding with prowess 
of a dark storm.
Swallowing whole its prey of innoncents
rolling them in pain over and over,
raining on them forever and a night.
A weaking seam in a seamless sky
drenching the trenches of all who fight it.
The dark storm of evermore
with its thunder rolling over and over,
ripping the armor of honor,
and forever degrading the hordes of minions
and spitting down utterances of filth
forever more with its deep pounding voice
rolling over and over forevermore.

Copyright © Malcolm Dyer