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The wispears of the night (Free verse) by XxRuby_KillsXx
Walking down the dark cemtery I hear the wispearings of the undead Telling me to join them in the graveyard For there is nothing here for me Tears fall from my face Knowing their right But im not willing to give it all up They wispear to me " suicide is the only way out" I cover my ears close my eyes tight I yelled back" I dont want to commit suicide , but a homicide" Everything turns silent Picht black is all i could see I let my self fall to the ground For I was in much pain Scars all over my body And a broken heart Tears of blood ran down my eyes As all the memories of my past ran throw my head I could hear the wispears once agian Covering my ears i yelled " why do you keep hurting me" All I heard was the howling of the wind and no responce I stood up and keep walking down the path I made it to the othe side of the cemetry Yet the wispears of the undead fallowed me " join us" is all they said I keept walking and i didnt look back for my desicion was made

Down the ladder: Firestorm

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Arithmetic Mean: 5.142857
Weighted score: 5.03842
Overall Rank: 7213
Posted: July 31, 2004 11:52 AM PDT; Last modified: July 31, 2004 11:52 AM PDT
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[5] Dovina @ 24.52.157.176 | 31-Jul-04/12:54 PM | Reply
Please check spelling before submitting. Thank you.
[5] Dan garcia-Black @ 67.122.14.144 | 31-Jul-04/3:27 PM | Reply
The misspellings and lack of punctuation may be a "style" or a "voice" the writer is trying to convey. I need more input before I judge the poet's spelling and grammar level. -5-
[5] Dovina @ 24.52.157.176 > Dan garcia-Black | 31-Jul-04/3:29 PM | Reply
You are so kind.
[5] Dan garcia-Black @ 67.122.14.144 > Dovina | 31-Jul-04/4:50 PM | Reply
U no bedder dan dat.
[5] Dan garcia-Black @ 67.122.14.144 > Dan garcia-Black | 31-Jul-04/5:06 PM | Reply
To my wispy ears the undead are not dead people but those still alive. People around this poet are telling the poet to join them. The decision made to keep walking can mean suicide is imminent just as much as the idea of walking away from suicide is possible. The wispears of the living seem to have made the poet feel uncultivated (fallowed). A tip that the undead are alive is the line when the word "homicide" makes all fall silent. Ghosts or the living dead cannot fear homicide. I fear there is more here than meets the ear.
[n/a] deleted user @ 24.222.81.233 | 31-Jul-04/4:02 PM | Reply
Yes you do have mighty wispy ears sir!
[5] wilco @ 66.162.22.123 | 31-Jul-04/7:08 PM | Reply
I think if I was walking through a graveyard and the dead people started talking to me, I would get my ass out of there. I've seen way too many scary movies to know that when dead shit starts talking, it's time to go. That, or maybe you just forgot to take your Risperdal this morning...I don't know.
[1] <{Baba^Yaga}> @ 24.130.62.63 | 1-Aug-04/8:34 PM | Reply
"wispears" highly original, totally moronic.
This is the best pimple poem ever!!! But wait?
What's this!!! You're serious!...? What a tit.
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