The Darkest Poems

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I stared to send the longest darkest poems. I started with, "When is it that you die? A faint breath getting lost in, Endless roar of life. Helpless, blind, on a dark sea shore. Crushed under your bass, Sliced by silence of a sigh. Morbid sun, bleeding dry beyond horizon. Every dawn, watching skies silhouette, Caged in cold grounds' eyes; Failing to grasp, pieces of blue sky, Chasing after pain, living innocent lies. Fear building up under your skin, Loneliness seeping in your soul, Crawling, cackling, cries of laughter, Oozing dark disgust, sanity makes me blue. You wanted to play, so did I Crossing X's for O's, Painting my face blue." She replied with, "I love that poem". She also said, "My soul is dark - Oh! quickly string The harp I yet can brook to hear; and let thy gentle fingers fling Its melting murmurs o'er mine ear. If in this heart a hope be dear, That sound shall charm it forth again: If in these eyes there lurk a tear, 'Twill flow, and cease to burn my brain. But bid the strain be wild and deep, Nor let thy notes of joy be first: I tell thee, minstrel, I must weep, Or else this heavy heart will burst; For it hath been by sorrow nursed, And ached in sleepless silence, long; And now 'tis doomed to know the worst, And break at once - or yield to song." She also added, "I'm the dead one, you may find me in the school on opening night of the Opera". Jerry ran out of his house as quickly as possible. Jerry thought to himself, "I LOVE HER, SHE IS MY GOTHIC QUEEN!"

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