Morbid Attraction

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Morbid Attraction

Wherever you look on that screen,
One face is all that can be seen
I rule the net, I own the air!
Look at my awesome, brilliant hair!

Whatever pulls us to the sea,
Morbid attraction seems to be
Dark ocean draws me to the night,
Swooping owl, metamorphis light

Whoever brings a thought to bear,
Deliver fortune's great bright heir
Abundance clings unto the day,
River meanders to the quay

Whenever time begins to wane,
Memories vanish, stir the pain
Old drama sleeps among the reeds,
Recall the courage of my deeds!

Whichever choice you choose to make,
Cherished moment lost, chance to take
Final death rests among the graves,
Cowards lie equal to the brave

However you want to see time,
Preserved in brilliant words of rhyme
You won't forget my countenance,
Makes strong men cry and demons dance!

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This was nominated (thank you!) for a Quill for 2016! Thank you to whoever did that! This is the link I was given, which may be invalid for a time, but will rise again like the phoenix from the ashes!



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Syllabic verse is a poetic form having a fixed number of syllables per line or stanza regardless of the number of stresses that are present. This poem consists of 24 lines. Each line contains eight syllables.