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Poetic Fiction: Melancholy And Groteska

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Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality." Edgar Allan Poe. Melancholy was a small somber girl. Hiding inside of her own gloomy world. A proper young lady she came to be. Though her life was filled with misery. Groteska had been a disturbed little child. Upon her face a rather sick twisted smile. And a wicked woman she would turn into. For morbid curiosity she never outgrew. Both were twin sisters but nothing alike. All they ever did was quarrel and fight.

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Poetic Fiction: Death Of A Writer

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Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality." Edgar Allan Poe. Death Of A Writer. She would write about them as if they were real. How they hid in the shadows to stalk their next meal. How the light from the sun burned their cold inhuman flesh. How they could live forever without the fear of death. But to her dismay she found out she was right. When an unearthly stranger came calling at night. No more stories of hers were ever written again. Gothic Horror, much l...

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Poetic Fiction: Eternal Evil

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Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality." Edgar Allan Poe. Women of the night stalked by a mind depraved. Their mutilated bodies found in dark alleyways. A barber working at a shop near the East End. Jack the Ripper is the name that he had penned. A monster so evil he was able to escape death. From a bite that was given to his cold putrid flesh. With every mass murder there comes a new legacy. Since he has kept on killing for over the past century. Gothic Hor...

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Poetic Fiction: Mimicking Murder

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Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality." Edgar Allan Poe. Wearing paint on his face. Moves through the crowd. With frantic and haste. He can silently jeer. When people take notice. They gather to cheer. He mimics their movements. So that they will laugh. If their guard's been let down. There ensues a bloodbath. View my complete profile. Poetic Darkness (Special Edition). Gothic Horror (Second Edition). Vampiric Desire and Ghostly Longing Volume I: Vampires.

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Poetic Fiction: Last Request

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Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality." Edgar Allan Poe. All ties to this life. I wished to sever. I asked you for death. But you gave me forever. The taste of my blood. Still fresh on your lips. With two puncture marks. Left where you have bit. View my complete profile. Poetic Darkness (Special Edition). Gothic Horror (Second Edition). Vampiric Desire and Ghostly Longing Volume I: Vampires. Vampiric Desire and Ghostly Longing is an emotionally dark compila...

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Poetic Fiction: Time To Move On

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Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality." Edgar Allan Poe. Time To Move On. Now a lingering spirit. Who's been here for to long. Bound by anger and grief. It is time I moved on. Though you wronged me in life. But never s ought. I need to make peace. Before all my sanity's gone. View my complete profile. Poetic Darkness (Special Edition). Gothic Horror (Second Edition). Vampiric Desire and Ghostly Longing Volume I: Vampires. Vampiric Desire and Ghostly Longing...

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Poetic Fiction: The Lady's Maid's Ghost

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Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality." Edgar Allan Poe. The Lady's Maid's Ghost. A woman appears at the base of the stairs. Having cold dark eyes with jet black hair. To a mistress she had been a personal maid. Possessing family secrets she's took to the grave. She stands there in silence never speaking a word. But it's quite clear she wants her voice to be heard. She beckons me to follow holding stretched out arms. View my complete profile. Gothic Horror,...

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Poetic Fiction: Corpse In The Attic

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Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality." Edgar Allan Poe. Corpse In The Attic. Do not climb up the stairs. And go into the dusty attic. When you unlock the door. Your heart will race with panic. Or you might faint from shock. At the horror that you find. A corpse rocking in a chair. There for quite some time. View my complete profile. Poetic Darkness (Special Edition). Gothic Horror (Second Edition). Vampiric Desire and Ghostly Longing Volume I: Vampires.

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Poetic Fiction: The Dollhouse

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Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality." Edgar Allan Poe. Placed inside a doll's house. Dressed in vintage clothes. Looking ever so pristine. They resemble family members. Who have long gone astray. And they talk among themselves. The moment you turn away. But if you catch one moving. Out from the corner of your eye. They all remain perfectly still. So what you see your mind denies. View my complete profile. Poetic Darkness (Special Edition). Vampiric Desire...

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Poetic Fiction: A Vampire's Vanity

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Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality." Edgar Allan Poe. Bestowed with eternal youth. At the cost of my mortal soul. But when I look into a mirror. There's not an image to behold. No longer do I cast a reflection. So through my eyes I cannot see. The unearthly beauty I possess. That shall be mine for all eternity. View my complete profile. Poetic Darkness (Special Edition). Gothic Horror (Second Edition). Vampiric Desire and Ghostly Longing is an emotionall...