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Listen...
Grim...in unspoken chambers
 Where memories of fallen angels dwell
 The frozen, beckoning song of the raven
 And her flight, stalled within the ominous dawn
  
 Lo! Within these flooded halls
 Do the voices of the deep gather as one
 An iron will amongst the intangible
 Their stories yet to be written
  
 O glorious forgotten, thy strength thourgh passion
 May shake the foundations of reality
 Never shall thy legends be unheard
 Left to decay with the ominous march of time
  
 If only with the faintest whisper
 Echoing upon the haunted air
 Beckonging, Beckoning, for those who listen...
  
 Listen...
  
 Listen...
  
 Listen...

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I'm glad to see that you are anticipating this. I'm not sure there is enough dirt here for me to really rip you up, although I'll give you special treatment because you're another guy (it seems like everyone on TeenInk is a girl . . .), and you live in Texas, too! Well here it comes:
I really wish you punctuated these stanzas. It would work so much better with creating a that grim mood. I find punctuation to be a marvellous tool toward infuencing an audiences mood. Also, you'll be hard-pressed to find a real (as in, published by a legitimate poet that someone knows) poem written without punctuation. Unpunctuated poems are like unpunctuated prose, and I couldn't read 30 seconds into a novel without periods without going blind.
What is "thourgh"?
I like this (perhaps because I'm biased toward both you and the archaic word choice). I can't give you any hard suggestions, because this is such a "different" style of poetry that there is not a right or wrong way to do it.
I do have one suggestion though, so I'm not totally useless. What if you took letters off of those last "listen"s so they feel more like echoes. . . .