Horror and Thriller Poetry posted March 25, 2011


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Living Through Bruises

by Fleedleflump



When all around is doom and gloom,
I bow my head
and wonder where I go from here,
what wounds unbled
exist for me to split anew
with blackest filthy blades I drew
to end the suffering I knew
from words unsaid.

Without a flame to focus life,
my death will do.
In violent anguish beat my skin
to black and blue.
If only so I feel alive
with pain that I may once more strive
to cull my life, just to deprive
my mind of you.




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Inspired by Dreams of the Dark World by Gert Sherwood and an idea by Gungalo.

I hope you enjoyed the read.

Mike

See below from Gungalo:


Just decided to start a Dark Club here on site.
All you have to do to join is write a dark one
and let me know. We could even award a crown for
the darkest write of the week!!! So, get dark, will ya?

CHECK HERE FOR A LIST OF THOSE POETS WHO HAVE JOINED:
(please go read their Dark Club entries!!!)

** Dreams From The Dark World by Gert sherwood

** The Whisper Of Death by Matoshka

** Demon by Just2Write

** But They're Never Naked by Gungalo
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Pays one point and 2 member cents.


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