lanaia74
Contently A Distraction
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Post by lanaia74 on Dec 4, 2006 4:47:40 GMT -6
Listen! Quiet! as the creatures of the night hauntingly sing There seems to be some kind of sense of urgency in the air This feeling makes me wish I could fly away. Oh, if only I was like a bird and had wings This feeling says to me stay here only if you dare. Out here, where there is nothing, I have no problem to flee Here where there seems to be nothing but unending space The shrubbery, the grass, the foliage, the trees All this stuff makes me feel enclosed with very little space. I was so dumb to come out here on a dare A dare to spend time at this place known as The Devil's Tramping Grounds It is said the devil him self dances here just for fun With all this foliage, this one place an infinite round circle that goes round and round. I'm all alone here wondering if this legend could possibly be true Oh, I always have to be the brave and take some one up on a dare Standing here looking up at the starry sky, I realize of what I must do my choices are few I just can't think about things without being nervous, in this devil's lair. Even the night it self feels evil and demonic From these sinister feelings I wish I could run Oh my God! I feel something touch my shoulder! I suddenly feel very sick Is it Satan himself come to have some evil fun?
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ibjumblin
Wishes To Be A Distraction
I don't want to wake up, the fantasy world means so much more to me than real life ever could.
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Post by ibjumblin on Dec 4, 2006 9:44:28 GMT -6
Good! Kinda sounds like its in between a story and a poem. Hmm, maybe it would make a better story if you went on further and elaborated?
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