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buddy williams Sep 2010
Dreams piled in satin lace
Suspended in a multi-colored case
Blue moons hangin high
They say it all with sigh

Lonely comets streaking by
As the goddess of love,
Weeps & cries
Ominus clouds darken the sky
My Cupid has been crucified

Beings in black robes
Prepare for the battle
With each breath they attack
Not cutting any slack

Heaven turns to hell
Stars fall and cry
Like lions praying for the ****
Ripping your heart out just for the thrill

You lay empty & bare
Others look upon you and stare
Before the Throne of Love
Dreams turn into nightmares

Before the Throne of Love
Sacrificial hearts bleed on the stone
Days fade into nights
Worshippers sift through the bones

The dogs howl,
In the night with a cry
Before the Throne of Love
They say, "Come sacrifice in the pools of our moonlight"

Before the Throne of Love
Hearts plead in the night
Before the Throne of Love
They burn up like meteorites

By Buddy Williams
Copyright 1990
franny Sep 2017
i try my best to write somthing positive
but
the only words flowing from my pen
are
words
dark as the thoughts in my mind
big as the hole in my heart
ominus as my deepest challenges
I try to write about how beautiful the sunset is
but
all the words i know explain the vacancy from before the sunset
all i want is to be able to write something that can make me feel like a happy person
now it feels like being happy is so out of reach i am doomed
doomed thoughts ominus vacancy writersblock writing happy possitive
The Beast Within by noronradss55

My heart bleeds for the innocent
that were slaughtered. And I find
little rest beneath a full moon light.

For there Is little doubt that the beast
will once again be unleashed on this
ominus night, devouring victim upon
victim who attempt to take flight.

This centuries old curse won't stay
locked inside, not strong enough
to battle It's will to survive.When
the full moon rises my body evolves
bringing the Monster completely alive.

With little memory of It's murderous
wrath, just a trail of blood and bodies
litter my path. My cowardly attemps
to end it all have taken two many lives
and now before the full moon rises the
Beast must fall.

Placing a pistol to my temple Silver
bullet locked in, can't pull the trigger
can't stop the Beast Within.

— The End —