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[Archived] {un}holy haiku (Part 2)


sarah_444

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to live is to die

and have good stories to tell

those waiting for you

Edited by Helen of Annoy
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those waiting for you

are getting restless and may

materialize

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with frost of lost dawns

Snow! A new awakening

Cleansing the Spirit

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Impossibly old,

Great Old Ones asleep waiting,

Wake when stars are right.

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Impossibly old,

Great Old Ones asleep waiting,

Wake when stars are right.

hey.. you are suppose to start your first line with the last line of the post before you.. just letting you know.. my penance to you, is two Hail Marys, four Our Fathers, followed by a Bloody Mary.. amen..

when the stars are right

the ghouls come out to play games

whats that behind you?

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hey.. you are suppose to start your first line with the last line of the post before you.. just letting you know.. my penance to you, is two Hail Marys, four Our Fathers, followed by a Bloody Mary.. amen..

when the stars are right

the ghouls come out to play games

whats that behind you?

Doh, first post did not have the rules and had not notice that. Apologies.

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you should of seen what i did when i started posting on this topic.. lol..

make you bass-ackward

Lucy in sky with diamonds

grandma takes a trip

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grandma takes a trip

a surreal vacation

it's the place to be

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Grandma takes a trip,

Out to Whateley's near Dunwich,

Where the hills once shook.

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It's the place to be,

In the deep, sunken R'lyeh,

Prison of Old Ones.

Edited by Insanity
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Bells were ringing loud,

A man screaming in London,

His room filled with books.

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tears of the unloved

burn away as their time comes

that Winter feeling

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