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Best Poems Written by Illyanna De La Keur

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A Deadly Kiss

The moonlight shined off her hair,
With beauty beyond compare.
The starlight captured in her eyes,
Too bad tonight is the night that she dies.

The pounding he feels in her chest,
Puts any doubts of this to rest.
The blood pumping in her veins,
Makes the hunger override his pain.

He loves her without compare,
But this night her blood she'll share.
His immortal heart will break,
Their first kiss sealed her fate.

As the hunger takes control,
The blood lust begins to take its toll.
As his fangs breaks her skin,
Her death does feed his sins.

His immortality made him pay a price,
No one ever said vampires lives were nice.
Now she's dead in his arms,
He swears not to fall for another's charms.

As tears of blood roll down his cheeks,
He holds her and doesn't speak.
At first this life was fun,
But now he vows to meet the sun.

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The Villisca Axe Murders Continues the Haunt

I see the shadow on the wall,
my breath catches and hope falls.
He has found me I do despair,
The Axeman is standing there.

Hiding in the house all day,
waiting for the return of his prey.
In the pantry watching through the door,
night is all he waits for.

Silently he makes his way through the house,
silent as a deadly mouse.
Started with dad and mom in the bed,
I silently cry as they are dead.

My sleeping sisters and brother,
without their heads I did discover.
My visiting friends he also found,
he killed them too with a squishing sound.

If only the drifting Reverend did not stop,
invited for breakfast by my pop.
My family could have been saved,
now our future is a lonely grave.

He moves in for the kill,
swings his axe with lots of skill.
The flash of steel as all I see,
slumps to the floor is all that's left of me.

The wind blows through Villisca this cold night,
my family died without a fight.
A small and quiet town,
in the night our screams did drown.

Poked by aleera I did jump,
telling the true story that in the night goes bump.
I see the shadow of Kristy De La Keur,
Now her story you'll get to incur.

Thanks to John Loving III and the Haunting Poets,
the true story of the Villisca axe murders you do know it.
Sad the tragedy is too true,
not a fictional killer to go BOO!

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My Emo Corner

I wake to find the day is gray,
All my hopes are chased away.
I pull the covers over my head,
I just woke from a dream I was dead.

I look around and try to smile,
feels of dread clouding me all the while.
I'm waiting for the other shoe,
it will drop I promise you.

I sit hugging my knees pulled up tight,
my heart doesn't let in the sunshines light.
Chilled down to the very bone,
You'd think I was in a winter's home.

I stare at the wall and try to focus,
to achieve that I'd need some hocus pocus.
I talk to my family that I dearly love,
and pray for help from heaven above.

So I sit here in my emo corner,
a lovely place for a loner.
Maybe one day I'll escape,
I hope it doesn't come too late.

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Don'T Cry I Love You

Trying to fill the void,
makeup all destroyed,
standing in your pretty dress,
hair all crazy and a mess.

Flowers are everywhere,
go over and take a chair,
watch the people walking by,
no one notices as you cry.

All here for the same reason,
it's like the changing of the seasons,
don't worry about me I am fine,
maybe you need a glass of wine.

All the decorations oh so fancy,
being here was never chancy,
flowers, music, and the candles,
hope it wasn't too hard to handle.

I loved you til the end,
I held you close my dearest friend,
now it's time to put me in the ground,
you were my best treasure ever found.

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Serial Killers

John Wayne Gacy dresses as a clown,
killing boys and putting them into the ground.
Ed Kemper had a bad temper
beheading his victims seemed simpler.

Ed Gein danced in the moonlight,
wearing pieces of women who didn't put up a fight.
Ted Bundy seeked sympathy,
then he killed and showed no mercy.

Jeffery Dahmer who was late,
finds boys for sex then ate.
Dennis Rader was a sick one,
torturing and killing til his work was done.

What makes them tick?
Is it genetics are they born sick?
Was it the parents and abuse?
No one knows how many are on the lose.

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Zombies Zombies Everywhere

On a cold December night,
I run through the full moons light.
I stumble and fall in the snow,
as my fear I try not to show.

I find a place to hide,
sniffling back tears I have cried.
Close my eyes and start to pray,
I want to live another day.

I hear someone creeping near,
I start to panic and fill with fear.
A pain runs through my sight,
my arm the wretched zombie did bite.

I quickly pull and run away,
human is what I want to stay.
My blood starts to boil,
dying I fall onto the soil.

My brain starts to burn,
flesh and blood I start to yearn.
Starving as the hunger starts to rise,
inside my humanity slowly dies.

I get up and slowly walk,
I only moan and cannot talk.
moving at a snails pace,
my friends I want to eat their face.

Their heartbeats I can hear,
on the wind I smell their fear.
Delicious it does taste,
their blood not a drop I'll waste.

I shudder at their screams,
their skin I rip at the seams.
Bones with my teeth I do crack,
their blood on my lips is my snack.

I mindlessly go forth into the night,
searching for meat is my only fight.
So lock your doors and close the shutters,
because into you town I do stutter.

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The Munchies

Sitting around smoking dope,
is this silly lycanthrope.
Toking is always fun,
Now I want food by the ton.

Laughing and looking around,
but no food in this house can be found.
I guess I'll have to go out for some grub,
I guess I'll find some unexpecting bub!

So I head to the local village,
for someone's bones to pillage.
I creep around,
looking for someone tasty in town.

Oh look someone too fulfill my appetite,
walking alone through the night.
The hunger making me much crazier,
I pick my teeth with James Fraser.

He looks like a meal that can't be beat,
a great poet is a yummy treat.
I creep up and leap,
knocking him from his feet.

Ripping out his lily white throat,
in his blood I do gloat,
Thanks for being a delicious meal,
my belly you did fill!

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Pieces of Me

I turn and look,
everywhere flesh on hooks,
skulls on mounted on the walls,
headless little dolls.

Oh, someone please help me,
I pull on my bonds but cant get free,
I hear footsteps coming closer,
Soon I will be face to face with this monster.

The door slowly swings wide,
and the shadow the darkness cant hide,
with the knife in his hand,
I know my time is at his demand.

With the first cut the agony is too much,
the knife was covered in salt and makes a sound like a crunch,
I scream which excites him then i pass out,
nothing more to to say or talk about.


I slip away into a dream,
with my final scream,
I am finally free,
Now all that is left is pieces of me.

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Oh Lord!

Oh my!
I think I'll die!
How could this have happened to me?
The air in my butt decided to flee!!

It was loud and kinda squeeky,
Now everyone is looking at me like I'm freaky!
Of course it had to stink!
My reputation is starting to sink!

Oh lord can I say it was my shoe?
No because it smells like my pants are full of goo!
Now all I want to do is hide.
All that's hurt is my pride!!

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Zzzz?

My eyes grow heavy now
My body will not let me sleep
Not until I sleep eternally