Dark poems
Hells Pit Pen
GT
Go to my dark tundra, there you will find my death stone, and my small appointed fiend will haunt you to your bones. May his wings be light and shimmery, and his face a gorey touch, may his uplonging urge be a major bust? Not so long ago I found him, seeming oh just so much dead, so I laid him upon my wickedly lurching bed. I sang my melodies out loud, and called forth the spirits, but nothing came, just some rats, and discouragement that sent me down the drain, downward to hells deep, dark secret places, leaving me to die, to never arise again towards the shining bright moons eye. For hells grasp upon me will pull me down and then, it will never ever release me, in Hells Pit Pen.
Dragon flight
GT
The wings of one, shall fall aglow, along side, the wings of ones blow. It’s mighty roar and mighty singe, will make a man whimper and retreat, just as an army in defeat. It’s jaw of fright and tail whip like can
knock over city buildings, it’s large long tongue can poison many below. But, instead it begins to show, it’s mighty wings pump long and hard, and its heart thumping sounding very far.
Dear wolf
GT
Dear wolf with ember eyes so bright, What is your purpose tonight.
For your gaze is and awful fright, I cannot wink but wince here and there, and my joints are unaware of your clasping jaw of death I see, you’re not joking with me, I cannot see what’s in thine heart but the thought of it, made me shiver constantly with your gross fatigueness and jealous looks, but the sud of soap seems to scare the hooks of life in thine claws, but still grasping making thine own blood fall.
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