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    dots Submission Name: Under the Desecrating Moondots

    Author: Crestfallenman
    ASL Info:    24/M/CA
    Elite Ratio:    4.45 - 622/962/454
    Words: 887
    Class/Type: Poetry/Longing
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    dotsUnder the Desecrating Moondots

    Alone inside of the forest, a body was left,
    On the branch that accompanied the malicouse death...
    Under the darkness fog, a women half tall,
    Hangs under the light of the moon under the October fall...

    A ghost lays there to only rot,
    Tenebrion wraps the noose around her neck, her death is brought...
    To lie down in the dungons spirits of death,
    Only left under the forsaken moon, pain was left...

    Inside pain too great to bare,
    Left the innocents who sat there,
    To watch her body fall to the ground,
    Where the darkness surrounds...

    Long glass grass blades,
    Color the moonlight paintings shades,
    To the despair that stays,
    And the body whom lays...
    In forsaken,
    Pitiful shame,
    The blood paints the maicous window,
    To the world that will be left inside of shadows...

    A spirit is flying.

    To the moon,
    That rests with gloom,
    And rests inside of deaths doom,
    To lay the innocent in there tombs...

    There is no escape to this darkness,
    For darkness is too powerful for God's forgiveness....

    May the sun rest on the it's own shadows,
    May God destroy us through the tear fled windows...
    Of all mankinds tear stained,
    With the calamity and pain...

    And onto the floor,
    Swings the women that bullets bores,
    Of void and nothing more,
    Then the unsaved valient tears of horror...

    Taken into the darkness she was only fed,
    Christs blood, and the insipid bread...
    Then cursed by the judges sentenced,
    A death that would bring the shadows decendent...

    Fall now Elizabeth into the cold freezing darkness,
    Fill these holes of this terrible distress...
    Taken by the life of this Gods conformity that brought your death,
    Take your forsakened soul from the world you were left...

    Dieing inside of the tears,
    Under our very mourning tree, her ghost travels the soverign years
    Bring the death,
    Poor Elizabeth,
    Mesmorize the fears,
    And of the songs of your soveriegn tears...
    Embrace where the world had brought you here,
    Through the innocence, you have shed the tears...
    Of a fallen man,
    That wants to hold your very hands,
    But I am trapped on the world alive,
    Inside this core I strive...
    To look for your your trapped spirit,
    To wash my agony and despair off this planet...

    Sitting under the tree that the thunderous crowd yelled your name,
    The accused witches that were trapped by the devils game...
    And all I call is the Lord above,
    To shed his love,
    But his love dosen't come,
    Alas I rest in the darkness kingdom...
    With the whip of the snake,
    And the love for him in the society that is so fake...
    I only rest to lay,
    Beneath the false magic stars I pray,
    But the answers don't come quick,
    Rested inside the dragons mouth the world makes me sick...

    Lonely and sovereign in the conqured world,
    The wheel of my hate has been uncureld...
    Doth may it be to shed my hate,
    To the world that remains not awake...

    If only this wasn't to take place,
    If only God didn't bring this disgrace,
    Would I see as much blood,
    Would I learn how to love...

    Or would I burn for you Elizabeth,
    Over your malicous and unfare death...
    To be killed under his name above,
    Of whom I now hate, forever, I will show him no love...

    Inside the burrial grounds,
    My sad creature walks around,
    And sings the tears of lament when time had past us bye,
    Alone I look for you into the sky,
    Are you up there,
    But a ghost off in a distance glares...

    She looks into my eyes under the moon,
    Crystal blue, they bring me gloom...

    A silky white dress,
    That crumbled my spirit with the tearful delightfulness,
    Of the death shed moon that rots,
    And withers our hearts, laying us to rot...

    I looked into your eyes Elizabeth, to only see a tragedy,
    Alone you looked back, and deeply into me...
    The tears that I once saw before your life had been leaving...

    Withered like the vanilla spirits skies,
    Upon the world that essence struck our eyes,
    And brought us to the place where we were left behind,
    Elizabeths spirit is awoken and haunts my fluttered hearts mind...

    Bringing me again madness,
    Bringing me again sadness,
    Bringing me again pain,
    And starting me back on the two roads that wrecked me insane...

    Upon the deep dark oceans of her crimson blood,
    Shall a heart never be this forgotten through it's broken love...
    Elizabeth, why have you came,
    Calling into the forest I call out your name...

    But you are to only ignore,
    To bring me to the lost passages we met before,
    To knock down the fears,
    Of our lost and unset years...

    A place yet to divide,
    To lose us through a malicouse suicide...
    An angel brings gloom,
    To the darkness that brought us doom...

    Angels cry and we can not leave,
    Back to the burrial grounds I lay to grieve,
    With a knife in one and your necklace in the other,
    A heart was wilted, by my forsaken lover...

    Under the Desecrating Moon

    Submitted on 2004-05-12 16:00:26     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Wow this looks long. Okay, I'm gonna read it, here goes. I just finished it and it is awesome. I loved the story. Who is this Tenebrion? You've mentioned him in several poems. The story completely enraptured me and I was glued to the computer. It seemed very sad and I actually felt emotion which I don't normally get from poems (call me cold hearted). If people would take the time to read your stuff they would not be dissapointed. Awesome.
    | Posted on 2004-05-12 00:00:00 | by ACircuitShock | [ Reply to This ]

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