Thursday, June 30, 2005

Gothic Poetry Generator

I found this interesting site that allows all of us non-goth people to write pretentious and pedestrian poetry. OH, the humaninty of it all!

http://www.deadlounge.com/poetry/created.html

It is a night of dark desire, a song of darkness,
wolves vent their loneliness. The ethereal one
stirs.

Mist shrouds her gaunt form,
a timeless wanting.

Her inky black hair cascades over
pale and tragic shoulders, and her
full crimson lips part slightly, to taste the
life streaming from the
pale flesh beneath
her.

Now a night of darkness,
I pine.

3 Comments:

Blogger Unknown said...

The Night comes

I pull the razor

Damn

Lady Bic won't cut skin.

Friday, July 01, 2005  
Blogger SuperKate said...

That's not actually true. I've got a nice scar on my ankle that say otherwise.

One of the many reasons I prefer waxing.

Friday, July 01, 2005  
Blogger Unknown said...

Damn, there goes my whole depressing poem then. Thanks alot. I'll go shoot my toe off now.

Friday, July 01, 2005  

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