Heres the deal i want to make a big poem but i want new people to add to it.Leave bathroom humor in the bathroom and lets make one about the subject where here for.The phantom of the opera. Also if we can lets try to make it ryme. I want to see how long we can make this thing. Me and a few friends on a different Phan phorum made this and started the game.I want to see how far we can get so lets begin. I shall leave the names of who did what so far...
~OG
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Resident of box 5
only when you close your eyes
You reach for a world you left behind
Where music is our only key
To the relm of fantesy
Where love can finnally be a truth
the masked one
Music is the thing that soothes
Slow you turn to face the glass
A mirror showing you your heart
Hand outstratched you follow me
The Angel from the dreams you see
Immortal Obscurity
Hear my voice and join with me
In our passionate duet of ecstasy
For the power of love, you cannot fight
So come, make my music of the night.
Resident of box 5
As i see you sleeping there
reliving your life with out a care
As i my self may sulk here alone
while you are dreaming of a home
I know in truth your dreaming of him
thus my morphine will release me of greater sin
notsotorturedartist
For my happy ending involved with you
I know every twist and turn of the song you had drew
Music of the night in the embrace of me
Of all the things I regret it is that one faithful deed
the masked one
Black-gloved hand caressing your face
An angel in front of me full of grace
I know you won't have me so I kiss you good night
And return once more to submit to the night
Resident of box 5
No more pain,no more loss
my minds made up, my will exhausts
All my love,all my dreams
Died with you, when my destiny screamed
My face, no more my tormented muse
I'm sick of it! I finnally choose,
My master called, the darker me
Has given me the dream that I could never see
So the clock is set, as time counts down
my madness is endless,my humanity drowned
What will it be? His death or ours?
I gave you the alternative,I gave you the power
I knew how it would end,I knew how it would start
Murder, you see is a form of art.
~OG
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Resident of box 5
only when you close your eyes
You reach for a world you left behind
Where music is our only key
To the relm of fantesy
Where love can finnally be a truth
the masked one
Music is the thing that soothes
Slow you turn to face the glass
A mirror showing you your heart
Hand outstratched you follow me
The Angel from the dreams you see
Immortal Obscurity
Hear my voice and join with me
In our passionate duet of ecstasy
For the power of love, you cannot fight
So come, make my music of the night.
Resident of box 5
As i see you sleeping there
reliving your life with out a care
As i my self may sulk here alone
while you are dreaming of a home
I know in truth your dreaming of him
thus my morphine will release me of greater sin
notsotorturedartist
For my happy ending involved with you
I know every twist and turn of the song you had drew
Music of the night in the embrace of me
Of all the things I regret it is that one faithful deed
the masked one
Black-gloved hand caressing your face
An angel in front of me full of grace
I know you won't have me so I kiss you good night
And return once more to submit to the night
Resident of box 5
No more pain,no more loss
my minds made up, my will exhausts
All my love,all my dreams
Died with you, when my destiny screamed
My face, no more my tormented muse
I'm sick of it! I finnally choose,
My master called, the darker me
Has given me the dream that I could never see
So the clock is set, as time counts down
my madness is endless,my humanity drowned
What will it be? His death or ours?
I gave you the alternative,I gave you the power
I knew how it would end,I knew how it would start
Murder, you see is a form of art.