Added by Troy Klapperich Poet Laureate on October 6, 2017 at 10:24pm — No Comments
One pourring morning,
When i look throw my windows,
The raven , at me, keep staring.
I stare him too,how many time ? how ?
I cant' told you,
but In this beautiful eyes
i saw all the fate of my life.
I saw the truth, i saw it through
He is the dark messenger
of the Great Forbidden One
he told me he is coming with anger
And need the soul of every one
Freely, i gave mine
Freely, I recognize him as the te true God
to think not of yourself is a concept that many people in this day and age forget easily. we are all to swept away by the easy way out. That sometimes it makes you think what about the people who don;t have an easy way out. what if there life is hard knock. there are millions of people out there that don;t have a roof over there head or food on the table. we as humans take life for granted . we in this society only think of ourselves and not of others around us. its sad really . what it…Continue
Added by deathangel on August 2, 2017 at 5:38am — No Comments
First to be fair we shall list the definitions of the above terms, according to modern conception, and wikapedia, and google, ect. than I will dispute in my opinion. WHITE MAGICK--White magic or light magic has traditionally referred to the use of supernatural powers or magic for…Continue
Added by Ulf-gangr pan satanara on August 1, 2016 at 4:43pm — No Comments
I hate myself, for never being good enough
I love myself, for being seemingly superior
I hate you, for being everything I wish to be
I love you, for being everything I cannot
no matter who, no matter what,
we're all the same, but never alike
Added by Anomaly on May 18, 2016 at 3:03am — No Comments
I lust you, my beauty, my toy. So beautiful, crying in those rags, screaming behind the tape. Shush now my doll, relax. No one can hear you. You think you know whats coming, another defilement, another rape. My toy has endured so much. One last time, I watch him rape her, smiling as she cries. Her torment, my pleasure. I stab her in the thighs, the abdomen, her breasts, no place vital, watch her bleed. I must enjoy her demise, but that's not enough. I wrap the rope tight around her…Continue
the stench of your flesh, as the maggots feast upon your insides, so beautiful, so full of pheromones, enticing my lust, I feel the flesh squishing between my fingers, as I rub the decay upon my breast, oh how I lust you, my necrotic flesh.
your death unwasted, a toy for my yearning, I swim in your organs, the maggots my friends, they play in my insides, when I masturbate in your rot. Such wonderful pleasures as I please myself in necrotic lust.
today is a day of reflection of those that have suffered. to think less of yourself. to be one with the light. think less of yourself and stop the negativie vibe. look around people there is a whole other world out there once you stop the cycle. once you do then you can be free like me. once you do you can see the world is a better place and a fun place to be at. yes we are opposite sides of the pole but it doesnt mean we are less of a person cause of it. the difference is i wont be stuck…Continue
Added by deathangel on March 27, 2016 at 9:10am — No Comments
these roads i have been given by the boss the dark and the light. the dark is the one where i got hurt by others and then there is the light. i know what i said yesterday but i was caught off guard. everyone will hate me for saying this for going back on my word but all i want is the light to be comforted by it and to see my mother in heaven. we all come from different lives we all are different on here but we have too much negaitivity on here. i just want to be happy is all and this makes…Continue
i have recently been given two roads to go on the road to light and the road i was on dark. i chose light thinking that this path will be right for me and comforted by the light. found out i wasnt comforted by the light and its making me sick. i see now what ppl are saying about this. lightworker this angel . am i the one for him i thought i was but i will have to go back to the dark. he says the dark side i cant see my mom cause i wont be in heaven. i dont think that is true. he says all…Continue
Added by Nihilus on February 22, 2016 at 1:45pm — No Comments
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we are the masked ones. we are the ones that make order out of chaos. we are legion .we are free .we have no leader. there are hundreds of us. we remain anonymous. we will fight for all those that have caused trouble and need to be punished. some of us think we are hype or we do it for shits and giggles. we are legion we are free. we have no leader.
Added by deathangel on February 20, 2016 at 2:44pm — No Comments
people have a tendency to think oh this is what its suppouse to be its all black and white thinking. we don't see the bigger picture. are we less of a person because we believe in something that is different or can benefit us. no we are just human. humans that are just trying to get by. people tend to pretend to be my friends and then later on show me there true colors. maybe not everyone is like this but its not right to think me less of a person just cause i chose another path. too much…Continue
Added by deathangel on February 20, 2016 at 12:45pm — No Comments
i speak the truth maybe it has hurt others along the way but i speak the truth. i am stil the same person as i once was. i just have found another path. we as people got to understand that just cause someone finds another path does not mean they are less of a person because of it. we all got paths we follow .) so let us follow the right path .
Sitting here in his den its a quarter past midnight. I know i can hear the ticking of the clock above the mantle. He comes in with his long black trench coat and smells like stale blood and rain on a grey night. I walk over to him and take his trench coat off and put it on his coat rack. I ask him would you like a cup of coffee or tea. he says to me coffee. so i put the coffee cup on his end table. i am about to go to my chair but he motions for me to sit on his lap so i do so…Continue
hail hail satan
for he is our savior.
ring ring we shall
hear them ring
as we summon the
dark prince to our
hear him our brothers and sisters
of the darkness for he shall
regin on forever and condemn
those that so rightly deserve so.
he is one of many.
ring the bell to the north
to the south and to the east and west
he shall come forth and hear us brothers
and sisters who listen…Continue
Added by deathangel on January 20, 2016 at 8:38am — No Comments
i am sitting here in my rusty ole chair
only sound i can hear is the dripping of the faucet.
drip drip drip it goes
this rusty ole chair is chained to a bolt on the floor
my hands and feet are chained to the bolt ...
i wait for him
he comes to me and throws water in my face
called me his wench.
it festers this rage inside of me
like a boiling pot.
he walks away
when he comes back i am on fire
Added by deathangel on January 20, 2016 at 8:27am — No Comments