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behold!
be repulsed and attracted
feel the need to sate the thirst
of curiosity
for I am the necromancer
the conjuror of the dead
summoner of the lost
history itself takes on new meaning
for the past is ever at my command
and yet...
truth is that death has power over me
it is fear that drives the necromancer
knowledge it seems
is no substitute for belief
ignorance really is bliss
so come saitiate your curiosity!
see the fog of ignorance burn away
in my summoning flames
feel the true fear of death
so that I do not have to
be repulsed and attracted
feel the need to sate the thirst
of curiosity
for I am the necromancer
the conjuror of the dead
summoner of the lost
history itself takes on new meaning
for the past is ever at my command
and yet...
truth is that death has power over me
it is fear that drives the necromancer
knowledge it seems
is no substitute for belief
ignorance really is bliss
so come saitiate your curiosity!
see the fog of ignorance burn away
in my summoning flames
feel the true fear of death
so that I do not have to
Literature
didn't i ever tell you
ballerina shoes seethe with dust and i
am lying in the corner on a
spider-web
you spun for me with your dreams
but didn't i tell you,
didn't i ever tell you dreams are lies
and hope is just a fairy tale
it's as dead as happily-ever-after
piano keys dig into the soles of your
feet but you walk on them because
maybe, maybe, the notes will
leak through your dry, hard skin and
give you the music back
but didn't i tell you,
didn't i ever tell you music is a lonely
sound, locked up in a soul-cage
music is trapped by the bones of my heart
guitar strings hang from the ceiling
and snap themselves into your stringy
dark hair, wrenchi
Literature
I'll Lie
I don't want to hurt you
I hate making you cry
But there's only one way to prevent it
I'm going to have to lie
I'll lie about the loneliness
I'll lie about the pain
I'll lie about the hurt
I'll lie about the shame
I'll lie to protect you
I'll lie so you don't leave
I'll lie to keep you happy
I'll lie till you believe
It's not that I don't want your help
The fact is I really do
But that is not the point at all
The point is it will hurt you
I'm sorry it has to be this way
But I can't burden you again
'Cause if I do I'm scared
I'll lose you as a friend
Literature
Don't
Don't tell me to get over it
As though that took so little wit
Contempt in your rolling eyes
Primacy poorly disguised
Don't order me to suck it up
For I drink from a bitter cup
You ask why I can't just 'move on'
But all my forward thrust is gone
Don't say that it's just a phase,
I still can't see past this maze.
The little fissure those eyes see
A chasm meant to swallow me
Don't claim that you can empathize
It reeks of haughtiness and lies
And all your pretty banal words
Swirl around like feral birds
You seem sure that their pecking
Makes my mind so much tougher
But that which doesn't kill
Will only make me suffer
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well, fear does drive the necromancer. All those who seek to master death, myself included.
I was aiming for a sort of carnival feel, does that come across well in the poem?
I was aiming for a sort of carnival feel, does that come across well in the poem?
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It comes across well. If you wish to be a necromancer though, I'm the sort that wishes to be an archmage.