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Artist's Name:Davis
Artist's Elftown User Name:[Doormat]
Poem Category: Dark
Poem's Title: Annihilation
Poem:

(Ten) Is an even number, two numbers in a pair,
A whole twin figure, not meant to create fear,
The countdown of a series, a group of numbers fine,

(Nine) A step towards the dark side, turning up the heat
Just another number, half a second heartbeat,
Awe inspiring horror, which leads us to our fate,

(Eight) A time for denial, searching for a clue,
Checking monitors and readings, what the hell to do,
Looking for a bible, to pray for help in heaven,

(Seven) A lucking number, naught no more,
Board your windows, close your doors,
Don't even try, it's impossible to fix,

(Six) The number of the devil, amplified beyond reason,
Start the blame game, accuse others of treason,
Hate and anger people strive, with so little time alive,

(Five) Half the time gone, or half of it full,
Time for action, not a time for bull,
Think so your brain goes sore, it doesn't matter anymore,

(Four) Funny how it means death, in Chinese
Breathe in a panic, breathe it in a wheeze,
Solitary confinement, waiting to be free,

(Three) A different kind of countdown, one much too short,
Time to enjoy the end, drink some bottles of Port,
Turning to one another, asking who, who, who?

(Two) Let's all go crazy, good enough for me!
Suicide's the answer, hangings in a tree
It's what the world calls for, of course it must be done,

(One) Panic and die, bag over your head,
You're better off running, better off dead,
No time for anything, no time to be a hero,

(Zero) Total Annihilation, ethereal pain and doom
Anywhere a room, for it is now your tomb,
Death and destruction everywhere, only the damned really care.

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Artist's Name: David Chandler
Artist's Elftown User Name: [HydroTemplar]
Poem Category: To Make You Think…
Poem's Title: Winter

Poem:
I look out through my windowpane
I see a world that's dead again,
Flame consumed all the land
But now the cold has reached its hand
To touch the Earth and chill the sea,
To freeze the flame inside of me.

The ice runs through my veins again,
My blood is cold, I feel a pain.
Phantoms visit in my rest,
To share the story of their death
Their throe delivered to my being,
My mind through theirs the fate I'm seeing.

Death hangs silent overhead,
A memory not my own I dread
Impending doom, the birds above
Dropping flame to kill the dove.
The stillness shattered, flames surround
I'm dead before I hit the ground.

Another presence joins my head,
A different picture of the dread.
The earth trembles beneath my feet,
A thunder sounds and scorching heat
Then suddenly the clouds roll in,
Stifling, the smog of men.

The spirits leave me in my pain,
The freezing cold of chilling rain
I curl up in the corner's cave
In the house that is my grave.
My eyes slide shut as I drift away,
Never return to that world of grey.

Man has claimed the life of earth,
His flame has snuffed the Mother's mirth
He's killed himself, wiped out his peers.
All that's left, the Mother's tears,
The Sun is born, the world remains
Another race, rise, repeat not the pain

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Artist's Name:Davis
Artist's Elftown User Name:[Doormat]
Poem Category:Deep Thoughts
Poem's Title: What Next?
Poem:

A time for death, a time to fall,
A single win, to lose it all,
No longer a presence, to stalk the hall,
The life of a dreamer, brought to a crawl.

A place in heaven, where all is well,
Or time for payback, to burn in hell,
For time on earth, confined in a shell,
It’s not for spirits, to live and dwell.

An eternity of waiting, stuck in between,
A path of confusion, a bright light seen,
The thought of life, is made obscene,
The clock winded back, the slate wiped clean.

The enigma odd, the sky too bright,
Oh how I’ll miss, the incognito of night,
What lies beyond, just out of sight,
It just seems peaceful, maybe right.

As sudden as death, it’s sucked away,
The happiness gone, dead as day,
The sky destroyed, from blue to grey,
I refuse to go, not this way.

The snake that holds me, will always hiss,
The beauty of living, that I’ll miss
To mystery I ride, for doom or bliss,
Of a life I once lived, I’ll reminisce.

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Artist's Name: Dezi
Artist's Elftown User Name: [Rawr!!!!]
Poem Category: Love
Poem's Title: Wonder
Poem:

Every day she sees him,
And every day she wonders,
Why she is so willing,
To do his every whim.

She wonders if he casts his spell,
So swiftly like the fox,
But then she thinks it's just his charm,
An endless storage box.

She wonders why she anticipates,
Their evening homework chat,
Why she waits for the phone to ring,
Her adoring heart beats fast.

She sits there flustered after this,
And wonders if he does the same,
She wonders why he can control her,
And realizes it's her heart she blames.

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Artist's Name:Becca
Artist's Elftown User Name:[Silver Badger]
Poem Category: To make you think...
Poem's Title:The statue after doomsday
Poem:

As the wind passes these stone ears
thoughts come floating of far away years
And these stone eyes
see nothing they once prized
And not one bird
flies through the blackened skies
And as the last statue stands
It hears the wind
Calling for the memory of life within
And as it gazes upon this long dead world
It wishes it had not survived

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