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welcome to a mind where there's no light, no love, and no peace. A mind where darkness rules and light suffers. Read how the mind struggles to survive.
A song about how coming home can bring out the best in people, and how hard it is to be away from home.
Poetry | Updated Jul 5, 2013 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 4
Earth is dying, almost dead. Most humans have left to find life elsewhere - all that remains are the Street Rats, with nothing to their name - no way to escape the hellish torture of a dying planet.
Phoenix plans to escape but she only has one choice. A spaceship straight to Xerra - a prison...
Another lighter, happier song, but this one is a little more obvious with the undertones. I'm going to have to ask my friends to help me out, I kind of want some violin and piano in this.
By Tin Le
* This story contains a lot of extreme gore and disturbance. A serious consideration is required before reading.
â€œTo lose one parent may be regarded as a misfortune; to lose both looks like carelessness.â€
â€• Oscar Wilde, The Importance of Being Earnest
By Miss Necrosica
A visionary dream I had about the Egyptian God Anubis.
By Crow Of Light
a poem I wrote on one who tore me to pieces.
Poetry | Updated Jun 27, 2013 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
The article with the download links to the June DoSZE and our first Podcast. They are both hosted by 4shared.com.
By Miss Necrosica
A poem about the Mad Poet Abdul Alhazred who wrote the Necronomicon.
I wrote this for rsjakovac's Setting Contest. My setting was Paris.
Please do not read this if you are not 18 years or older. This has strong violence.
Short Story | Updated Jun 23, 2013 | Reads: 98 | Comments: 7 | Likes: 13
A poem I wrote about the second Pirates of The Caribbean movie a few years back.
Arue. Very beautiful,yet a dangerous planet. It was once a land of peace and harmony. No more. Arue is now a warzone between Good and Evil. Monsters,Demons,Undead and many worse things are destroying and corrupting Arue. The forces of Good have little strenght and hope left. They can only hope...
By Lost Love Long Forgotten
A poem about what it's like to be me sometimes. *This line is from the song side of the road by concrete blonde.
Poetry | Updated Jun 21, 2013 | Reads: 20 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 3