Empty Place

by Dannielle Jones   Oct 30, 2007


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A place of death,
A place covered in icy jealousy. A place far more deserted than a desert itself,
This is the place were the creatures of the night and dead roam,
This is were the living would never call home,
The lakes of tears the lies in the villages all hidden,
desolate from the truth,
The place is feared known throughout the land for its cruelness as the land itself is somehow dead but alive,
Take my hand and I will take you to this land,
But you can not escape once your there,
There is one way and one way only to escape this horrid land but the way is through the terrors you thought never would go through.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Melvin LeVeque

    Wow very nice, i loved it

    "This is were the living would never call home," -wow, thats my fav line ever