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The Late Night Supermarket by TheDownpour, literature

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The Late Night Supermarket

Say, do you believe in love at first sight? I didn't myself until yesterday, When lonely Cupid struck me in the night With his sharp arrow as I went to pay. I saw her there, sitting at checkout three, A face to make Dorian feel shortchanged. When those bright eyes flicked up to stare through me, I lost my voice, my charm, forgot my name. As she passed my groceries through the till, I just watched, not believing she was real. I tried to speak, but something kept me still, Stopped me from confessing the way I feel. And through I've been back, praying hard for more, I've not seen her since at the late-night store.

The Soldier's Fate? by TheDownpour, literature

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The Soldier's Fate?

A warrior's touch, yet too light, almost still, Tries to grasp the cold sword before his hand. It makes his world red; like bitterest pill Emptying veins and preventing his stand. The banner he served, and fought so hard for Is gone; either torn off or coloured new For it often happens in midst of war That those whom you fight for will desert you, So the soldier's painful cry goes unheard By his fallen friends who lie in the dirt. Valkyries fly spreading final, fateful words He waits for them to hear his scream of hurt. This, his last challenge, this his final fight To let darkness win, to embrace the light.

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Allure of the Sea by TheDownpour, literature

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Allure of the Sea

Knife through sapphire; the ship in the sea Penetrates its wonders so majestically Those searching souls aboard; all leaders of men Of women to; if to lead them to bed again Their tide is the ocean, under sun or moon They're destined to die there; they know not how soon For soon they shall sink down to join Davy Jones Soon all the fish shall live amongst their bones Tossed by lusty waves, when the sky was pitch dark The sweetest song came by storm for them to hark And ghost-girls appeared, barely clad on the mist Perfect smiles, perfect voices and the most perfect kiss Though the dark waters raged, the sailors kept calm They foll

Flicker from a Dark Cloak by TheDownpour, literature

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Flicker from a Dark Cloak

All they see is a glimmer in the corner From the corner of their skeptic eyes What they see is gone when they glance back And soon from their minds is put aside Just a flicker from a dark cloak All they see is a figure at the stair foot That vanishes when they look for more What they see they forget as nothing's there But nothing is a lot less than what they saw Just a flicker from a dark cloak All they see is a face in the wooden groove That seems to stare into the spirit What they see they deem imaginary Some shadow from a light under lit Or a flicker from a dark cloak All they see is a flicker in the darkness Like something

Hunting Season by TheDownpour, literature

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Hunting Season

They saunter off at night to join the hunt Ancient rifles held, as a disguise. These nobles need no weapon made by man For if these nobles see you then you die They sneak into the woods, to find the camps Where their prey toast marshmallows on the fire They join in, so as to make a joke; A joke that becomes Death's once they tire Their real weapons are in their mouths and hands Teeth like icicles and nails of steel They smear their faces red; bloody war-paint And score points for each human heart they feel Once the screams die out, and all is still They meander slowly back, all laugh and cheer Before the moon is dispatched by th

Feel the Fear by TheDownpour, literature

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Feel the Fear

The cold nights when no one heeds My warning – There's no atmosphere The shadow men have been released You're screaming now so feel the fear Their claws climb up from the road Better run, better find a friend Their teeth tear up the night itself Waiting for it all to end Screams sound like piano keys High and shrill, or deep and dark Dark as in the cold night air Chilling, bites until you bark Stars flicker out, one by one As the dark consumes their light Nothing can stop them, stop the fear The fear that comes when it is night I shall sit here and guide your soul Across these plains you never knew Guide you a step from

The Knight and the Maid by TheDownpour, literature

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The Knight and the Maid

There's a lonely soul that haunts this place With blood crazed eyes and contorted face And bitter revenge planned 'gainst the human race "Sir? I heard you'd be wondering up To the castle that stands on the hill? You are? Well, our hearts go with you And we'll pray that you don't fall to harm Why, you ask? Well, it frights me to say But, I suppose you deserve to be warned Just bring that cross close, and don't let go For a demon's name can bring him near Once, a maid lived up at that castle Kept locked up by her bull of a lord He cared not for her; and all her world Was a shadowed chamber of cruel stone A brave knight rode up by

Changeling Eye by TheDownpour, literature

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Changeling Eye

It's at midnight that you hear the howling In the deep, dark forest of twisted trees That sway slowly in Hades' whispering winds And bar the pathway of all those who flee Not since Prometheus stole the secret flame Has Nature played such with the lives of man But now, the beast within the pulsing dark Will claim revenge on all those it can It might be a curse to harvest heroes But it sees this in a different light A gift; of rage, of strength, of liberty And a silver smile that controls the night Try not to fight it; run while you still can No mortal hand can even scratch its hide Even Achilles sword, and the Gorgon's gaze Fall

In the Woods by TheDownpour, literature

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In the Woods

A single rose reveals its folds As blood red diamonds drop From countless hearts and countless minds From beasts hung up from ceiling top The creatures that take human form Hide deeply in the shadowed woods Always heard, their unseen scratching sounds Curl the hair and freeze the blood If you step outside in morning dew Lambs lie stricken in the fields But it's other beasts these creatures hunt Cause a shrill scream that never yields These other beasts walk upon two legs Undefended, living in fright They walk among us in the day But disappear into the night Soon they live in underground beds After enjoying their death-throes

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The Late Night Supermarket by TheDownpour, literature

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The Late Night Supermarket

The Soldier's Fate? by TheDownpour, literature

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The Soldier's Fate?

Autumn Nightmare by TheDownpour, literature

Allure of the Sea by TheDownpour, literature

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Allure of the Sea

Flicker from a Dark Cloak by TheDownpour, literature

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Flicker from a Dark Cloak

Hunting Season by TheDownpour, literature

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Hunting Season

Feel the Fear by TheDownpour, literature

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Feel the Fear

The Knight and the Maid by TheDownpour, literature

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The Knight and the Maid

Changeling Eye by TheDownpour, literature

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Changeling Eye

In the Woods by TheDownpour, literature

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In the Woods

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Kin by alexander-wookiee, literature

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Kin

Tell me now as all light fades, What once a weary heart forbade, Secrets of the moon and sun, To know what this place has become. Teach me of a world once found, Upon honour, faith, justice abound, Cries of pain cling to walls, Once again, a dark future falls. But lead me not to believe fools, Nor to sit upon a liar's stool, A past so great, it shall return, 'Tis a future we've yet to earn. Hatred, anger, we will repeal, As frozen hearts will once more feel, A warmth they knew when they were young, Go now, live free, my sacred son.

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Keeper's Gloves by TheDownpour, literature

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Keeper's Gloves

He used to play football after school Pretended he was on the pitch for real His friends too; passing the ball in the hot sun Like their heroes in boots and keeper’s gloves He loved to play in goal – to recreate The craft of Shilton, or of Clemence While in front of him, docked out in red His friends raced towards him as Keegan Such lovely times; I watched the boy grow up Still donning his gloves through high school To safeguard his school side, and each weekend He’d head on down through Stanley Park to sing He wore red as if it were his heart I guess it was; he cheered for his team He cheered on to finals and to

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For Lennon by TheDownpour, literature

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For Lennon

"My defences were so great. The cocky rock and roll hero who knows all the answers was actually a terrified guy who didn't know how to cry. Simple" John Lennon You were the biggest star up in the sky When a thousand voices echoed your name When the guitars and pianos imagined The legacy you left to the whole world Just a dreamer who hit the right road Who sang so a universe might sing back Words of love, words of anger, words of peace An artist who lead without leading at all A man who wasn't afraid to be afraid Became a role model for those with fear Not even death can hold a legend down If their shed blood creates a million tear

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