School Gothic Poems

"Gothic 17"

provided they are 
all story 
and no reflection 

I’m all for heroines
those coiled springs
minds like vampires

the ones 
who 
never sleep

sharp teeth
dripping words 
that bleed

kissing...

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To see one is rare but to buy one is obscene.
A tall snob. She casts frowns from under her gables.
He, the new owner, is in...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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I met myself
Walking down the hallway
Of an old school
The ghost of a former self
Innocent but cruel
Smart but not wise
The ghost laughed
Her echoing laugh
Full of joy...

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This is a simple ode,
To a soap opera from some time ago.
It was called Dark Shadows.
And it’s still one of my favorite shows.

It aired from...

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Higher education
 
Learned knowledge doesn’t
Doesn’t replace the truth accumulated
During a lifetime.
Everything you learned at school,
The certainty you had, falls on the wayside.
They tell you about...

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I'm going to kill you.
I'm going to kill you.
That's what I will do.
Kill kill kill kill KILL KILL KILL KILL!

I been in your back yard
I...

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My mind distills away.
Scraps from the underworld.
Of education, tradition and media ****.

I'm tired of caring.
Sick of hearing, if I could.
Control my ears closed.

Block them from...

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Whisky Dixie was a girl from the state of Alabama 
Her mother was a housewife and her father was a farmer
She came into the world...

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Hi Skool Massakre
Goth boy dressed all in black. 
With a moody stare. 
Not giving a frig. 
As long as his subgun is loaded. 

Safety off....

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I never really understood people until I took apart my old school chum Rick.
Now I know exactly what makes the human heart tick.
The intricacy of...

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Hey guys this isn't a poem it's more like me telling you all about myself and my life.
As you all may know from the content...

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I've glanced at heaven.
I've walked through hell.
I wish on stars and dandelions

I crave for fantasies reality cannot satiate
At night I talk to the moon and...

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Death is all in the mind
Thinking only of it for sometime
Will things be different or the same
When I am gone under my tame

Knife to use,...

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Were basically the muscle of the emo kids we dont cut we fight we dont cry we just live and die, hardcore music tht you...

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