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Artist's Name: Katherine
Artist's Elftown User Name: [PorcelainMachete]
Poem Category: Dark
Poem's Title: H
Poem:
Kiss of poison, kiss of death
Take away my final breath
Fill my veins with powder sweet
Unleash its power with liquid heat
Silver spoon my closest friend
Carry me until the end
While this feeling is sustained
Godly presence in my vein
Close this book before its time
My life I find no longer mine
See no more these eyes in me
Alive I can no longer be

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Artist's Name: Judith Borst
Artist's Elftown User Name: [FlowerGirl21]
Poem Category: Deep thoughts
Poem's Title: Stranger i know
Poem:

You,
A stranger to my eyes
Dark, mysterious and beautiful as the night
You looked at me, with kindness shown.
You made me think back, to a time I've known

Your dark brown eyes looked into mine,
I looked away, I was out of my mind.
You saw me, but I held no desire to be seen
Not by you, cause you remembered me

I think that I've know you
That my eyes are deceiving me, you can't be true
I'm convinced I know you, from a very long time ago,
I try to compose myself, but I'm afraid I can't do that anymore.

You a beautiful stranger,
You wanted to speak to me,
But I got scared and ran away
Into the darkness, to a new day.

I kept thinking that what I saw that night wasn't real.
You looked exactly like him, inside I could feel
The pain and hurt when I realized and really should have known,
You're not him, he died some time ago,

You were just a stranger, that I really seemed to know

You were just a stranger

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Artist's Name:Davis
Artist's Elftown User Name:[Doormat]
Poem Category: Fantasy
Poem's Title: Hidden
Poem:

Somebody heard, somebody knew,
A secret identity, known by so few,
The face of the hidden, that no one drew,
The shadows will cover, right on cue.

The creak of the boards, a strand of hair,
The unknown person, sitting in a chair,
Don't even talk, just look and stare,
For they are the hidden, so beware.

Under cover of night, to them you are blind,
They tear out your flesh, for bones that they grind,
They savor your intelligence, to tap into your mind,
The hidden are legends, so beware of their kind.

An ancient commodity, that is your soul,
The hidden ones seek, for they aren't whole,
A fresh new host to infest, that is their goal,
An eternity of damnation, the infected one's toll.

Almost invisible, to all human sight,
The hidden will strike, in delight,
The smell of blood, they excite,
Be wary, for the hidden attack tonight.

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Artist's Name: Wendy
Artist's Elftown User Name: [Forever Yours]
Poem Category: To make you think...
Poem's Title: 'Till Victory is ours...
Poem:

  We are               
Soldiers, rushing
Running into battle
Eager, excited
For our cause
We fight
Kill
Murder
But we will win!
Gunshots, cannons
Explosions
Screams
Dying cries of soldiers
Smoke obscuring one's sight
Screams
Confusing the mind
Scared, running
Fleeing from imminent death
Blood, horribly red
Flowing freely
Tattered shreds
Of our grand flag
Cling to its pole
Still clutched
In a dead man's hand
Like our forces
Tattered, strained,
Barely clinging to order
To life
The bugle calls us!
High, clear, uplifting!
Fight!
For the Cause!
For your family!
For your life!
Look only forwards
Toward the enemy
Never waver
Never glance
To the side
Or back
Or ground
Or to your friends corpse
Riddled with bullets
Stained with crimson blood
With unblinking eyes
Never to rise again
Leave him!
It calls
Victory!
Victory
Will be ours!
Rebel yells, rising
From deep within our
Very souls
Only
To be cut short
Before the cry
Has barely
Left our lips!
Cut down
By bullets
Swords
Thrust deep within our flesh
We stop, dead
In our tracks
Pain!
Oh, terrible pain!
Darkness
Closes around us
Drawing us in
Dragging us down
Toward the earth
The blood-soaked earth
Rise!
The bugle...the Cause!
It calls, desperate!
Rise!
Rise and fight!
We cannot...
Cannot move,
Cannot answer that haunting call
Despair...
Final anguish...
Then...
Its over
The battle for life,
The battle to rise
The battle to fight in once more
Under our flag
To defend
Our glorious cause!
But...
Its over
These battles,
This war,
For our “freedom”
From a country
That did not
Oppress us
But still
We hear
The bugle calling!
Fight on, brave soldiers, fight on!
And so we stand,
Hundreds of us
Slain in battle
Torn from life
Reduced to pale
Frozen
Ghastly beings
Standing with our leaders
Our cavalry men
 All...silent as the graves
Where our bodies should be lying
Instead of on those
God-forsaken fields
But again we march,
Night after night
Marching in the moonlight
Striving on
To victory!
Our victory!
Marching, fighting,
Hideous silver beings
Shining in the moon light
Haunting the battlefield
Fighting, fighting
Forever more
Marching, marching
On and on
Never ceasing,
Never stopping
Until Victory
Is ours!

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Artist's Name: Kristina
Artist's Elftown User Name: [pegasus1000]
Poem Category: Deep Thoughts
Poem's Title: The Shadow and the Light
Poem:

I am a shadow that you pass by
You see me as you walk,
But the moment I leave your sight,
I leave your mind.

I am a shadow in the crowd
Always noticed, but never seen.
Unimportant to your way of life.

You are a light in the room
You come in and everyone notices you.
Everyone knows your name,
You are never forgotten.

You are a light to your friends
Open and outgoing.
That turning point in everyone's life.

You cast a shadow
On the things you touch
No one can out shine you.

I am no less important than you
For without a shadow,
No one would notice
The light

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