December 1999-February 2000 Poetry

Fans (W/Email)	Poem	Date
45)Nick From:New Jersey	A cloud in heaven I lean over to touch Your soft lips But you are not there. You did not escape With the Darkness of Night Nor The Light of Dawn. Woman Of my dreams Woman Of my nightmares I still kiss you Goodnight... [Back to Top]	12/02/99
46)Katie Setzer Kamphausen From: Los Angeles, CA	Love Poem for a Woman Deep inside your caverns eyeless salamanders nose their way through honeycombed unconscious breath and claws scrabble sibilant on the banks of subterranean fires snapping their long tongues of creation in the shifting heaving lava of your essence Sometimes I see them burn out of unguarded eyes sometimes I feel them in an accidental brush of your volcanic skin and your words your ruby words spill ancient wisdom into my speechless hands my heart I am slave to your mountain your mystery [Back to Top]	12/02/99
47)Nick From: New Jersey	Hey Mister, why do you look so sad? "Nick, where do you get your inspiration?" They ask. If I tell them they will cry Tears of acid burning their face. No, I didn't lose my one true love. Never had her... So much love in my heart, When I was born It was already broken. All I want is for my queen to come And put the pieces together. The avenger's queen, Shelly, was broken in front of His eyes. I envy those two... So, why do I look so sad you ask? Because all my love is making me fall, With no one there to catch me. [Back to Top]	12/03/99
48)Nick From: New Jersey	There's Still... Yes. There still is true love to be found. People ridicule me. Think I am some kind of clown. Yes. There still are old sould that roam. Though they have been cast aside They keep laughing and smiling On their own. Yes. There still is a chance My pain will subside Sounds so good, but when I wrote this I cried...I cried... [Back to Top]	12/06/99
49)Victoria Herrera From:Los Angeles,CA	One Side Of Me My soul is my grave, and my life is my sarrow. My heart is my brain, and my brain is confused. My feet are my warriors that keep me in the game. My hands are my experts that make sure things are OK. My entire being is on loan, and I'am alone. [Back to Top]	12/12/99
50)Emma Oxenby From:Staffanstorp, Sweden	Thy Blood is My Blood For the blood you spilled long ago It is thy blood in these veins, Elongating the wait for my salvation. Is was thy eyes which haunted me In my lonely wooden chamber, Until I was set free. I saw the devil that day, Not at all as I had imagined. Like any man, just a man, But when he touched her I knew it to be true. I will walk through the Valley of the shadow of death And I will ascend to heaven. [Back to Top]	12/15/99
51)Meredith Fahey From: Boston, MA	Crowess I am a crowess coming back from death for a second chance at love at revenge I am an infinite feeling of justice Righting the wrongs of the world in danger of losing the love I am an unbeatable guest from The Land of the Dead to conquer the impossible to be with the crow the savior of the dead [Back to Top]	1/17/00
52)Meredith Fahey From:Boston, MA	Brandon Brandon, you knew that life was precious and that is why yours was taken so very few hold that knowledge that you needed to show others There was irony in the movie that shined through your soul like a beacon to us all a love that only losing memories is lost Draven is the counterpart we associate you with A lover, a warrior, a peacemaker a little piece of us all [Back to Top]	1/17/00
Total Poems	52

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Date

53)Little Phoenix
From:London,England

Dying For Brandon

Bleeding on the floor, I cry in you're pain
Upon the broken glass I lie
My shadow is low with so much time to go
Untill my dieing day
I'm surrounded by night
My sorrow takes flight
Where all the dark angels play
I pick up a blade
Twist in my vain
and gasp for the heavenly air
I sit
I wait
For He has heard my drowning
And will come home to me
For love, forever

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2/02/00

54)Shawn Saunders
From:Eden, Maryland

Quenched Thirst.

Although only dull, the flame still burns
Lighting up the night.
No tear can quench nor fear susbside
The vengence that has taken flight.
Upon the window pane sat death
And upon his shoulder was the crow.
And in his eyes, those darkest pits,
Suffering was the only show.
When justice calls, it understands only one thing...
And that thing is righting sins.
When the juggernaut is set in motion, don't stop him,
He always wins.
And the tears that fell upon the cheeks
Of those who sorrow flood
Shall no longer be thirsty,
For their flame is quenched on blood.

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2/10/00

55)Jayde Ising
From:Dallas,Texas

Remembered As a Nightmare...Forgotten Just as Quickly

....My Mind.....
Lost in cavers of confusion
Stuck forever exploring the past
Not knowing the truth from an illusion
The bad memories seem to last
Inside the halls of depression
Drifting through nightmares long dead
Not exactly a great first impression
Of whats going on in my head ~*^Me^*~

My Black Heart
My Black heart is filled with sorrow
Filled with thoughts of lost tomorrow
Tomorrow I shall hunt and Kill
Kill my victims,with savage will

My Black blood flows through my veins
I shed a tear for those I've slain
Tonight,I wish upon a star
My victim,I wonder where you are

My Black soul has long since departed
Your metamorphasis has already started
I must kill you before you change
I know you find this a little strange
My black eyes make you run with fear
For you see,I am a vampire my dear....

Just a bunch of "ations"
Hallucination of "Gods" creation
Masturbation of your imagination
Penetration of this generation
Depravation,your fascination
Glorification of an inbred nation
Regurgitation of a revalation
Implication to the abomination
Amplification of the investigation
Complication of incrowd elevation
Classification of human animation
Anticipation of their damnation
Validation of no relation
Great elation over a permanent
vacation
Adoptation of your incrypted station
Aggravation throughout your dictation
Speculation of an emanation
Complication is your destination
~**Me**~

Always Yet Never
Always Wrong
Never Right
Always Alone
Never Loved
Always Crying
Never Happy
Always Screaming
Never Heard
Always Ignored
Never seen
Always Forgotten
Never Was
Always Nothing
Never Someone
Always Me
Never You
~*^Me^*~

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2/24/00

56)Fallen Angel
From:Seatle

Reaper

Caw goes the bird in my dreams,
it has come to kill me, or so it seems.
While I cry into the night,
It continues its paroless flight.

Caw goes my reaper,
I swear it it is a creeper!
Is it made of pure hate,
Or do I just light to debate?

Caw goes the raven,
Mentor of a man name Draven.
It is a guide from far beyond,
enforcing justice with a pawn.

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2/26/00

57)pat nelson
From:new york

Untitled

LIFE IS A FRAGILE PRETTY LITTLE FLOWER THAT WITHERS AWAY AND DIES.
IN THE END ALL WE HAVE IS A DECLINING FEELING OF SELF WORTH.
A MISPLACE SIGNFICANCE ON HOPE AND LIFE
ND ONLY ONE LONELY WAY OUT
IN OUR EVER FADING WORLD

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2/26/00

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