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The sky is painted a beautiful pink
As the sun dips towards the west
The air grows cooler now
as creatures of the day go to rest

The sky then fades from magenta to navy
and the ground is illuminated by the light of the moon
I lay here now, heart clenhcing in agony
When the sun rises, it will start again soon

With the coming of the dawn begins the cycle
That I so desperatly want to break.
Each day, I endure their jeers and taunts
Each word causing my soul to quake.

I can hear them now,
All of their hate aimed at me
I don't want to deal with this
I just want my friend to take me

My dear friend, I long to see him
I haven't seen him in a while
Not since he nearly too me the last time
long ago when I was a child

I remember him clearly
as if I had just seen him today
It has been thirteen years
since I saw him that day

He had towered over me
as I like sick in bed
I knew just who he was and was glad
I just wanted to be dead

His skeletal hand touched my face
the sleeve of his robe brushed my eyes
He then refused me and left
Walking away and ignoring my cries

That was thirteen years ago
That was when I was five
I am now eighteen, still waiting for him
Wishing that I wasn't alive.

I lay here now, dreading the dawn
Wishing for my shrouded friend
But, this night is like all the others
He won't come to bring my end

As I close my eyes
I feel an icy touch
I open my them and smile, he's here
and when I least expect it, I should've figure as much...

I grab his hand and pull him to me
Holding his bony frame close to mine
His skeletal hand runs through my hair
He whisperes to me that it's not my time

I feel the tears well up into my eyes
all of my hope is now gone
But, he forces me to look at him
and he tells me not to fear the dawn

He tells me I am a fool
for letting them get to me
He says they are ignorant
for trifiling with me

He then grips my shoulder
and leans in close to my ear
I feel his icy breath as he whispers:
"Tomorrow, I'll take whomever you wish, my Dear"

And with that he disappears
and pleasant shock replaces my sorrow
A dark smile graces my lips
Now, I can't wait for tomorrow

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Okie dokey. This is just a small piece of the scene everyone seems to like so much when my friends read it. I just want your opinion on it. Does anything need to be corrected, or should some scenes be changed...

( Here we go... )

Here is the prologue for my book... well, possible prologue... I'm not sure yet... It's a major league suck in my opinion...

( this is teh suck )

Again, this one I wrote for a friend who just doesn't have a clue...

( If You Only Knew )

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Another poem I wrote back in 9th grade when I was feeling morbid and worthless... Tell me what you think.

( They're Not Worth It )

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I was really bored in Marketing class and I wrote this... I hope you like it.

( Love's Words )