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March 16, 2010, 08:13:33 PM
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Build a story or poem around the following lines:

When the sun meets the horizon and nightfall comes upon, old lady Daria roams the empty halls... forever imprisoned within these walls.
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May 07, 2010, 06:32:47 PM
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When the sun meets the horizon and nightfall comes upon, old lady Daria roams the empty halls... forever imprisoned within these walls. Many get hurt from falls... but she died being murered from many dolls. each one came from different malls... at least she died with balls.
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May 24, 2010, 02:15:48 PM
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When the sun meets the horizon and nightfall comes upon,
old lady Daria roams the empty halls...
forever imprisoned within these walls.
White hairs curled in a knot she had,
Above the heavy face of grief.

Night after night she walks the hall
To the one lonely room she had.
In the big white building full of death
For the lifeless inside.

Day after day she rocks this her chair,
Invisible to the plane human eye.
Waiting for her beloved boy,
To return from the long painful war.

He would come see, her he said
And bring her roses for her bed.
Safe they would keep him he said
from all the bad men in black.

A horrible scull those men wore
Right there on their hats.
Long black coats they wore
Down until their boots so fine.

A promise they were to keep.
A promise heard only by the deaf.
So on the battle field her boy lays
On the cold ground his ashes are spread.

So these halls Darla roams
All the days since '45.
To wait for the roses from her boy
For on her birthday he was to come.


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July 06, 2010, 01:23:35 PM
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When the sun meets the Horizon,
and nightfall comes upon,
old lady Daria,roams the empty halls,
forever imprisoned within these walls...

She wont again see daylight,
she can't escape this place,
a real strange man has put her here,
and evil engulfs his face...

She knows this is the end,
as she wanders through the hall,
the man has left for a while,
but still she feels real small....

She knows these walls will be her tomb,
she must do what's in her head,
turn the table around on him,
and leave him there for dead....

when he comes back a short time later,
screaming through the door,
Daria gets the chance to escape,
and he's left there on the floor....

she closely the door tightly,
and seals the man's fate,
No one will ever find him here,
for him it is too late........
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August 25, 2010, 06:06:00 PM
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That space- where the sun meets the horizon
where the day is not over, nor night begun

Lady Daria; is that where you are?
I feel, oft times, that you are not far

But you could not venture beyond these walls
Your spirit, Lady, is bound to these halls

In a bubble of time that does not quite exist
Lady Daria and I have our tryst

We are young, we are bold, of the same flesh
Earth hath no power, and no more does death.
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August 26, 2010, 07:31:10 PM
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  The mist arrives on silent wings as Lady Darin weeps as she roams from room to room in search of something long ago lost.

  Just around the corner the door is open, haunting music plays as Lady Darin walks in.

  "Come join me my love in a waltz so grand."  Her ghostly love takes her hand and they glide across the worn dance floor together.

  Dawns first light and her lover fades, gone once more as Lady Darin roams the halls forever imprisoned in her delirious mind.

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May 09, 2011, 03:02:59 PM
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Don't tell me the truth



She hated her prison
but she was trappeed
with no way out

Angels had cryed
She had heard their tears
They where poison to her

She screamed in the night
when the wolves would howl
Soon she did terrifiy them all
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September 18, 2011, 10:58:25 AM
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Uh...did anyone notice that the first part of that sentence is an incomplete thought? WHAT did the nightfall come upon? Dawn?
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September 18, 2011, 04:54:59 PM
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Ummm no....
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