WRITTEN BY SERINS AND HASTYWORDS
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Once upon a time, many howling moons ago, music played
As my friends danced under the fullest set of stars, I watched
While their looks turned like rotten fruit and I seemed to vanish
Into someone without a face, a translucent cloud of mist fading
Into the moonlight as a transparent wickedness stood before me
At first my lungs became filled with his recycled carbon breath
And then I began tasting its rusty sweet stench upon my lips
The evil being became a purple bruise before me and I wondered
At its plain drabness, this, my demon so pale and unassuming
Considering its malevolent, vile and depraved soul eating ways
Its shadowed all engulfing presence consumed the dark sky
Forcing me to my knees as I exhaled it into a full reality
No longer contained inside my own prison to keep, it rose
As its coaxing grip ripped my phantom clothes from me
Placing its entire being on me, I moaned with a tortured plea
I beg for my own forgiveness as its presence tries to calm me
Instead I plead for its violating hallucinogenic ravenousness
To sink its teeth deep, to bleed me from me my darkness
Its sharp teeth slices into me as claws dig into my back
And I scream up in pleasure as my inky black hides the moon
Blood gushes from my devoured neck and flows down my spine
Releasing all my pain and relinquishing its hold on my broken soul
Death finally comes to me as my friends continue to dance sublime
Unnoticed I die basking in the worthless nature of my obsession
My depression, my demonic companion and my intoxicating wine.
HASTYWORDS 
This is fabulous. I’m convinced I need to write with Serins now, and you again love 🙂
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Cool!
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…ooo000ooo…
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sorry… I left a better comment on her blog because I reads this there first… HA!!!!!!!!!
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Oh I see…I am further down the train… can I be the kaboose
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How can you even leave me an opening like that???
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Good one. I’m starting to like modern poetry now. I guess I haven’t read enough to be a judge of it. I like that it has more complexity to it.. I should make my lines equivalent length but don’t out of laziness. Mines like prosetry. Liked it alot. A lot of skill involved. I bet reading it aloud would sound good. i’ve never done a duet.
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We are going to do a duet soon. Or at least I hope so. Hmmmm I may read this one and post it…good idea.
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My schizophrenia at times thinks you are subliminally or maybe just your subconscious or something is accusing me of being the demon in your recent ones (i’m not that crazy only that i’m a figurative demon). I’ve at times have been that way. I’m slowly maturing though (real slowly.) I do pranks on doctors at hospitals and trick them into thinking I’m talking to a voice or that I’m catatonic and can’t speak and that I have disorganized speech (i know the symptoms.)
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I think if I try a duet I’ll spaz out and then get writer’s block. Give me a month to regain my lost abilities.
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whenever you are ready you know where to find me 🙂
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I love your work, Hasty! I am starting to read Serins’ as well. Very talented ladies! Raw and powerful.
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Thank you….perfect timing to lift my spirits today. Thank you thank you thank you
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