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positrxnicbrain Jun 2015
With every bite with bone and skin,
The temple groaned and shook again.
His dwelling place did I neglect
To the end with bad effect.
Your soul wanders an endless maze.
positrxnicbrain Jun 2015
The stains trickling down the edges of his lips,
A straight face remaining.
A dreaded corpse,
Begging to see
Blood evident everywhere.

Hair creeping out in places,
Ears tucked back neatly,
Expressionless still
Lacking movement.
Fear seeping into the environment...

Death and life remains unknown,
Symmetrical in every sense.
Cloth removing simple vision
Steady and calm,
Quiet elegancy

Graceful in thought,
Until death once more.
darkiplier
need i say more?
positrxnicbrain Dec 2014
Prodigia comploratus,
Silence, oro,
Regnet exitium

{Wonders mourning,
Silent, I pray,
Reign destruction}
positrxnicbrain Dec 2014
Death is nothing at all
I have only slipped away into the next room
I am I and you are you
Whatever we were to each other
That we are still
Call me by my old familiar name
Speak to me in the easy way you always used
Put no difference into your tone
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow
Laugh as we always laughed
At the little jokes we always enjoyed together
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was
Let it be spoken without effort
Without the ghost of a shadow in it
Life means all that it ever meant
It is the same as it ever was
There is absolute unbroken continuity
What is death but a negligible accident?
Why should I be out of mind
Because I am out of sight?
I am waiting for you for an interval
Somewhere very near
Just around the corner
All is well.
Nothing is past; nothing is lost
One brief moment and all will be as it was before
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again.
positrxnicbrain Dec 2014
War
He held the sword ready, standing very still,
The seconds ticked by.
He charged towards me,
I was taken by surprise,
His sword casually slicing my forearm.
Covered in dirt, I howled in pain
As my weapon fell fo the ground.
I danced back, trying to stem the flow of blood.
He brought his clenched fist down on my shoulder blade,
As I tried to move in for a throw, he shifted his weight slightly, sticking out his foot
As I went tumbling, the smell of venom entered my nostrils.
I coughed and fell back again, struggling to breathe,
Franticly searching for my gas mask, I grab my weapon.
Just as my enemy goes to pick up his cutlass,
Another shoots my right shoulder
Gasping for clean air, I watch
All my comrades explode before my eyes
As I lay slowly, silently, slipped out of consciousness,
I could taste the invisible death upon me,
Choking, panting, wheezing, blind, fear, trembling, cold,
Absolute horror, as death slouches upon me....
i wrote this in school for an assessment yaaaaas
the theme was WWI and, since i really like necromance and stuff, i came up with this and thought it fitted with the WWI theme so yh c:
positrxnicbrain Dec 2014
We were bound together
By a power
Of crushed sea shells
And pressed tiger flowers
By burnt sugar, rice wine
And sweet incubated language.
You wrapped my toes
With your cotton words
And I should have known
You were an illusion
By the rabbit
I found
In your hat.
positrxnicbrain Dec 2014
Sitting all alone
With a broken heart,
Broken hopes,
Broken spirit,
Everything is broken.
Why did you ruin everything?
What did I do wrong?
I wanted to gain your love
But all I did was lose my best friend,
And everything I love...
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