~resbian2002
Sean Austin
In The Dark Of The Night
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A Cup of Armageddon Tea.A Cup Of Armageddon Tea.A Cup of Armageddon Tea.
When the sky turned red and filled up with smoke we knew what happened. The war had turned bad and the world was about to turn itself into a big dead smoking dirt ball. Well, I should say that different I suppose. The world was about to turn into a smoking dirt ball because of us. Papa had explained it to me just before he left for the job in the city. I had cried when he left because I wanted to go with him but he had told me that Mama and I would be staying with Gran in the country for a little while first. He wanted to find a nice house for us before we went to the city and joined him. He looked nice a
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A Week On The LineWe took the dead man in sheets back down the lines The moan of the damn mortars still loud in our ears It wasn’t the snipers or the machine guns or even the artillery It was his own gun that silenced his tearsA Week On The Line
He shouldn’t have been there we could all agree We shouldn’t have been there either I believed No one could fight in that blasted mud filled trench But those were the orders we received
After the first two days while the artillery pounded us He cracked and cried until someone knocked him out Our own fresh faced platoon officer lay in the mud W
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Forsaken“She’s dead. Let it go.” I dropped the body of the girl I had been holding on to. It would be an understatement to say she had tasted exquisite, but there were no words for such sweet fulfilment. I looked once more at the beautifully perfect face before I smiled. Turning to Markus I tilted my head at the girl. “You think I should let something as sweet as her go to waste? There’s still life in her.” Markus bent over her and I saw his lip twitch in remembered pleasure. He gently placed one of his long slim fingers against her throat and slowly lifted it again. He turned to me and shrugged.Forsaken
by ~resbian2002
Before The World Ends.Before the World Ends.Before The World Ends.
He sits alone with his back against the lamp post. The streets around him are silent and empty despite the time of day. The mid afternoon sun glares down between the tall buildings, leaving deep shadows and bright reflections from shop windows. A glance at his watch tells him nothing he didn’t already know. Another minute, another hour. It didn’t matter anymore. Nothing mattered in fact. Just habit he told himself, just habit. After all, people always looked at their watches or a clock or the sun when nothing happened. Like some kind of miracle is about to happen, make the world seem more alive, m
by ~resbian2002
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Tongue rings are like propaganda, Only for the love of life, Will penguins dance upon belt-sanders, To keep them out of strife.
As time grows cold in circumstance, With laundry falling down, I ask you if there is a chance, Incontinent’s around.
Voluntarily I will not slumber, If I think I am a witch, We wait until a greater number, Then kill the dirty bitch.
As silence is a golden cow, Just revel in its splendour, Then this night we will plan how, To change a Muppet’s gender.
by ~Meranor
The woods are where they dwellThey lurk in the woods Rising in the fields,The woods are where they dwell
The grass is where they dwell.
I’ll not see them,
With my head held high And my eyes away from the ground. I’ll walk past their dwelling, Light footed, quick paced,
Singing a song in my head.
I’ll feel them crush beneath my feet And know they long to curse me.
But I wont stop to see the remains.
The woods are where they dwell.
by ~lahere
The stupidity strikes back.....
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- Current Residence: Mount Isa, Australia
- Favourite movie: Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy
- Favourite band or musician: John Butler Trio, LIVE
- Favourite poet or writer: Tolkien, Kerr
- MP3 player of choice: iPod nano (it's what I have currently)
- Shell of choice: Preferably something I can fit into
- Skin of choice: someone elses. I need two to keep me warm
- Tools of the Trade: a small green rubber ball
- Email: mobsta_82@hotmail.com
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