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Untitled(Tragicat Poem)
I'm Not You
A History Of Night
Goth
Tag Your It
Fuck
Normal
Self Preservation
Only Time
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Enter the Night

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Something has altered my reality,something has taken the ice of apathy and turned it into the fire of pain.
I'm less detached now,more humane.
No longer merely physically alive.But intensity is a double-edged knife.
When pain sharpens my senseless senses and nothingness increases
my defenses,sucks out of me the strength of desperation;
why is it that I'm drowning in desolation???

Anti-Avalon

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misathropic lycanthrope
spoiled by the gift of hope
lycanthropic misanthrope
your curse will never end

Tragicat

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A History of Night

With enraptured joy you flee your bonds
slipping past both watch and kin.
You embrace the night with senses sharp
and dance to a song within.
You slip 'neath luna unexposed
into the stone bound ring,
and drape yourself upon the slab
as the robed begin to sing.
The pleasure sharp, twice the pain
your senses reel in rythym
your minds essence lays in throws
your soul begins its schism
The droneful cant, the embracing dark
the scent of ancient earth
swallowed up in morbid fright,
echoing back in mirth.
With Piercing bites all Gods foresworn
are left to lie in dust,
You rise in essence, Night reborn
and bathe in bloods warm lust
Aeons pass eternal Night
The Worlds life but a twitch,
You lurk round at dawns foul light
fearful in your ditch
Cold Lord Night you kiss not warmth
Your flesh a rosey hue defies
You lurk at humanities edge
as the Dark Ages fall and rise
Will you find the stars of other orbs
to be as cold as you
will other suns on distant earths
seem to burn you through?
I think lord Night you will seek
across an astral sea
and still not find the peace of asleep
free from the dark you flee
Farewell Lord night, may manmade flame
propel you on your flight
To escape your hunger for red bloods warmth
and your terror of the light.

......................I only know what you left, your dark cursed gift to kin the need to scrabble in the earth and fear the sight of men. For we could not follow Lord of Night into the astral deep we could only stay entombed and for our freedom weep

MOKSHU

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My life is a
Screaming
Lie
I look at the world
Through my mind's eye
My heart is
Worms
My stomach churns
Darkness surrounds me
Envelopes my soul
I need your flesh
To make me whole
Fill the void
Make me scream
Sully my innocence
Take my clean
My life is a
Screaming
Lie...
I look at the world
And want to die.

Raven Nightshade

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Tag Your It!

Your breathe seeps out a sighing gasp
as the bolt is slid from the hasp

Do you know where I am?
Your feet unsteady beat the stones,
sharp blows of pain shoot up your thigh
you feel the taste of copper pour down
from the gash above your eye

I see you running towards me.
Oh! poor wren to be trapped out
in the storms tempestuous sight
Ah! sad mouse so far in darkness
and ever still no end to night

The nape of your neck, so pale.
You slow your faint on outstretched hand
as darkened wings suspend your fall
In salted tears and pains sweet gown
you curtsy to Night as he comes to call

I embrace you in warmest welcome
You offer up lifes sweet cup
vein dark wine for Night to sup.

You slake my thirst.

Mokshu

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FUCK

A sanctioned forest, forevergreen, bowing to the force of darkness
a mystic thought, magika, intuition forced on the inner soul
awaiting transition to the higher plain, the plateau once known before

Desperate thoughts arise, where once stood an incandescent light
forever stone at mind, yet lazadiacal in strength to heart
one chooses to encumber distant shores, looking for false hope
and a new start

From the midnight winds, whispering, comes a voice so faint yet screaming
one speaking of things so close to heart, death destruction non-validity
The gusts begin to develope a facade, an outline of one so distantly

“escape
escape
forevermore

guide my light to the distant shore
awaiting transition to the higher plain
life force dieing
dieing
dieing in vain”

Overcome with illusory conviction, thought process overbearing
The masquerade begins to cry, a tear burning into my flesh
Her eye descrys my outer front, peering into my inner mesh

Passionate love, without the ecstasy, I wait to long to answer her soul
she closes her eyes and clambers from my conscience

She nods her head in heartbroken discontent, as darkened clouds overcome her features
with a gust of wind, she is gone, and a violent storm prevails everpresent
Lost in mind over the preceding events, a tear of my own follows her scent

A soul mated affair one that won’t be forgotten, as I peer back into the stormy night
her apparition forever emblazened upon my soul
I was wrong soulmate, I am blinded nevermore

Thunderous bellows fill the sky, as if laughing for its own
the sky soon clears, a gentler tone, one silently screaming
forget me not, my love again...true love is once, but never subceding

lost in heart...a rainfall of my own
too young to think, too young to have known
lost in spite of the gentler tone

continue child, the darkness crys, there will be more
but none like those, that one, the one whom you adore
She is lost in the night, forever gone, surpassed
damned to darkness, your mind restrained by her cast

and the sky becomes darkened once again
peaceful alliance from all around
look to me as if to say....fuck off

-}{-

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Normal

Darkest desires in a madenned passion
love secret yet instinct runs rampant
through and through
as though you never knew

Seeking to live a life as a norm
but finding out eventually, none can be found within
except in dreams, where a soul can once again
regain all that was lost in reality

Entering a nightmare, like wildfire
A slow silent hidden flame to begin with
roaring into a rampant ravaging beast,
Grinning with every step of devestation

She leaves me hindered and yet not so
Body functions normally, yet mind will not
forever embraced upon her arc of passion
with a final trance of nirvana, I embrace reality

A darkened room awaits my presence
as I slowly open my eyes
To find that nothing has happened, I havent changed
nor have I met my lover of eternal night

But I shall, and I will....
one day...

-}{-

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Self Preservation

“Unjustifieable existence”
waiting to be denied
lapping up blood
unfurled discontent

peering into your eyes...
salvation found
evil prevails within
thought process unbound

you deviate through my soul
yet no soul can be found
you peer through my conscience
nothing found but dissonance ever present

nothing to see nor nothing to tell
you scream rant yell and yet
theres nothing there

"I spy with my little eye"
a perseverence never bound
a dream sought but lost in many ways
no day dream no play to be made

As I gouge myself with razor sharp instabilities
you lose your trust in me though I find
it hard to find...once within my mind...

travel and you might see...the me once known..
or considered...
darkenedly...

-}{

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Time...

A superlative essence surrounds therein
a void of subconciousness
no boundary to contemplate
nothing to bind the rules to their walls
Folklore once known as fact
fact once known as fiction
I spy upon this intuition
into this deep premonition

looking at the sands of time
abstract, sublime,
leading on to feed the martyrs
that tread within the fiery depths
following false overseers
looking to the sky for false hope
praying as they kneel to a hardend floor
there is no hope

innovation getting high
peering towards the sky
and behold I see my future life
with nothing but the admiration for a hateful woman
something that is lost
in the love lust, or life that we’ve found

ranting on in innocence
waiting to be passed over again
too deep a thought for some
while others just grin and nod
we understand we really do....
yeah sure, how could u know
you dont dwell as I dwell
you dont laugh as I laugh
although you may laugh at what I laugh
do u really laugh why Im laughing?

Dont sit there and think that
U know what I let you know
You think what I let you think
only time would tell
only time would know
only time could say
Only time...

-}{

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my heart is weak.
my soul is dead.
i am sick again.
my stomach churns.
all i do is see the night.
i wake at day and turn off the light.
shout the sun out of the sky.
shatter it like glass.
pick up the pieces.
eat the remains of the burnt rock.
your stomach glows.
you grow old.
and die young.
the light is now coming from the earth.
the pieces of the sun now dirt.
the piece is still whole in your body.
but mine is sand in my heart.

Dark Kiss

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Enter the Night

I enter your heart and take control,
the emptiness that drives your wanton soul.
You search the night to find what's right,
yet I return to take what is and always has been mine.

I own you, I am you. I am the evil that you know is so right.
I fill you when you feel empty.
I take you to heights that cannot be reached by mortal men.
Then plunge you to the inner depths that leave you speechless.

I am the portal to destiny, and the gateway to terror, the choice is yours.
You stoop so low to climb so high,
Without questioning for what or why.

I am your Id, your voice, your humanity,
you deny me, and yet are me.
I stand tall when others around you flee.
I am the directions that set you free.

You bind yourself with chains of burden that are not your own,
I am the Master standing at your cell fiddling with the golden key.
I am the conscience of your soul.
Deny it all you want, but I am the only one that can give you release.

The choice is yours...

Charon

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Im not you

You are here with me today ,
I have my own mind ,
Your pores and molecules wasting away .
My eyes look into your worthless face ,
God how the hell did i get in this place?
Your fleshly presence means nothing to the world or me,
Kill yourself , you dont deserve to breathe .
Go into the darkness , alone in this dream
theres no one now to here your screams
Theres nothing there ,
Your no one seen.

Bewitched

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