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Dzgthgar the PaleLegend tells of a placeDzgthgar the Pale by *TheCreepyCanadian
Where monsters roam free.
The insanity runs far
And culminates with but one beast.
His milky white eyes and scaly grey flesh,
A hunger for humans
And that's what he gets.
For he seeks out the foolish
So young and impure.
Disguised as a woman
Designed to allure.
His victims, they drool, and come running right to him.
He smiles so sweetly, his mouth lacking teeth.
They try to turn back, but it is already too late,
For as soon as they reach him, his mouth opens wide,
"Oh gods! Oh help me!" every one of them cried.
They're now stuck in his stomach, eternally jailed;
There they belong to Dzgthgar the Pale.

Breathless Was IBreathless was I when I gazed upon your radiant smile,Breathless Was I by *TheCreepyCanadian
The way your eyes glistened beneath the pale moonlight,
And how your laugh filled the air with a lingering joyfulness.
Worried were you when you when you gazed upon my broken smile,
The way my eyes dripped soggy tears that you longed to dry,
And how my lack of laughter filled the air with morose decay.
"Is everything all right?" was the first thing you said,
But I did not reply - I knew not what to say.
So you left your friends, who scowled and scoffed,
And sat next to me on my lonely little bench.
You repeated your question - more than once I suppose -
Until I finally answered

CensorshipWe are toldCensorship by *TheCreepyCanadian
to speak up,
but we must watch what we say,
for He is watching.
We are told
to speak out,
but we must watch how we say it,
for He is watching.
We are told
to be ourselves,
but we cannot,
for He would not like that.
We are told
that we are free,
but we cannot be free,
as long as He is watching.

The SoldierBed-ridden, his sheets are tainted with theThe Soldier by *TheCreepyCanadian
Crimson of death. His valiance and determination
Led him to this grim fate, yet it was not all for naught.
He smiles a hero's smile as he watches his
Friends - who breathe and move freely about - try desperately
To turn back life's mysterious and sinister clock.
He knows that he'll never go back. He knows that he'll
Never again feel the warm, tender touch of a
Woman. And he knows that his friends and family will
Miss him forevermore. But still, he smiles. His friends
Watch - what a peculiar reaction to his imminent end.
But still they try to hold back the
Grim Reaper - however, their e

Smile, My DearSmile, my dear.Smile, My Dear by *TheCreepyCanadian
What is with all this fear?
Is something wrong?
Is something the matter?
Smile, my dear.
There's no need for these tears.
I'm here to protect you,
To love and to hold you.
Smile, my dear.
That is all that I ask.
A tiny grin or
A simple little twitch.
Smile, my dear.
You're looking a little cold.
Stop; don't cry.
It's really not that bad.
Smile, my dear!
Please, oh please!
Stop it with this silence,
It's really quite frightening!
Smile, my dear!
Please do not go!
I cannot bear this agony,
Please come back to me!
Smile, my dear,
For I will be joining you soon.
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True love lasts a long timeTogether they were walking. No destination in mind, just wandering the streets together.True love lasts a long time by ~SketchWriter
Their hands were locked. Their fingers were intertwined, as they had been a million times before.
He turned his head to look at her. His eyes saw the familiar person next to him, she was more than just familiar to him.
A soft smile graced her lips. A smile he had seen so many times, but never seemed to lose its beauty.
Together they were walking. No destination in mind, just wandering the streets together.
He looked at her again. To the world she was imperfect, to him she was far from that
He thought about that morning. When he had awoken next to he

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