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Is this a pain? Patterns bend, together with the windGates lie still: reside around cornersAnd strong creatures, aroma, dead, they set unseen.Here, looks of misfortune--fill anonymous bedrooms,Where mystical manuscripts--:Dare, to tell the dead--what lies ahead.There amid several, odd things I discovered:Chattering of madmen--curses and clowns--Black guides, gems, legends and frowns.<br><br>along-side its journey, crawls, only shadows--In threatening shapes: not to be identified,In these solitude vaults, down, way down...Haunted by gigantic nightmaresOne lifestyles by these monolith unbridled spiritsDrossy, peaceful, I say forever, screaming!...<br><br>Dlsiluk, 5/16/04 [modified: 9/102005] 821Note by Rosa: Dennis Siluk wrote a book lately, or a year ago or so, termed "The Macabre Poems," it was his 27th book [currently he has 31, which his brand-new book being released, "Peruvian Songs," next month]; and his 4th book in poetry. And his deepest book in this genre. Matter-of-reality, he followed the path of such poets--in developing this guide--such poets as: Clark A [http://safe-cracker.com/safe-vault-engineers-Gloucester safe engineers Gloucester]. Cruz, Lovecraft, Robert Howard, and naturally his favored, George Sterling; in doing this he concentrated on the more deeper assortment of adjectives for outline, as he calls it; and created a statement on the book, and in public areas once the book arrived, declaring: "If you wish to know who you're working with, you surely got to have a muster-seed of belief with you to the pits of hell; enjoying it safe will not get you home." Poetry, as Dennis says: questioning the hidden planet, and could be many things to many people is not the way to truth and actuality. Hence, this can be a composition that never made it into his guide.

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Is this a pain? Patterns bend, together with the windGates lie still: reside around cornersAnd strong creatures, aroma, dead, they set unseen.Here, looks of misfortune--fill anonymous bedrooms,Where mystical manuscripts--:Dare, to tell the dead--what lies ahead.There amid several, odd things I discovered:Chattering of madmen--curses and clowns--Black guides, gems, legends and frowns.

along-side its journey, crawls, only shadows--In threatening shapes: not to be identified,In these solitude vaults, down, way down...Haunted by gigantic nightmaresOne lifestyles by these monolith unbridled spiritsDrossy, peaceful, I say forever, screaming!...

Dlsiluk, 5/16/04 [modified: 9/102005] 821Note by Rosa: Dennis Siluk wrote a book lately, or a year ago or so, termed "The Macabre Poems," it was his 27th book [currently he has 31, which his brand-new book being released, "Peruvian Songs," next month]; and his 4th book in poetry. And his deepest book in this genre. Matter-of-reality, he followed the path of such poets--in developing this guide--such poets as: Clark A safe engineers Gloucester. Cruz, Lovecraft, Robert Howard, and naturally his favored, George Sterling; in doing this he concentrated on the more deeper assortment of adjectives for outline, as he calls it; and created a statement on the book, and in public areas once the book arrived, declaring: "If you wish to know who you're working with, you surely got to have a muster-seed of belief with you to the pits of hell; enjoying it safe will not get you home." Poetry, as Dennis says: questioning the hidden planet, and could be many things to many people is not the way to truth and actuality. Hence, this can be a composition that never made it into his guide.

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