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Hi, my name is (Poem)
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 | Just Scream |
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 5 with 5 vote(s)
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| Created: 2009-02-15 12:56:29 |
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A/N: Just a poem, and you get to do the usual cr.ap. Comment. Rate. WHOO.
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Anyways enjoy. ^^
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A ping shooting through you,
A strong jolt of energy passing by
Uncalm thoughts filling your body
Feeling tight deep inside
Wanting to let everything out
Withering on the floor...
Needing to pout
Sitting on the corner single-handedly,
Screaming inside to yell a shout
Trapped in my own body
Forcing herself to stay within
Oozing blood falls from her chin
Its reaching for her,
Her fleshy skin...
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Clenching teeth,
Strong, firm fists,
Squinting eyes,
The little girl cries
All her small goodbyes
Placing her head,
Down on her bed
Time to go to sleep
While seeing her nightmares...
All the blood seep
A strong dream, too strong to keep
Vicious animals, growling loud
Jumping a wide leap
You sprint away
Not wanting to stay
Your afraid if this is really true
If this is really happening to you ...
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A shocking wave running by
Too scared to even heave a sigh
The noises which stream after you,
You drive into a graveyard
Your eyebrows crease
The mourning begins
All the dread and all the sins
Place your palms on your head
You shut your eyes,
And count to ten
Flowing pass the numbers as you reach the last one
Its no more, zero, nothing, done
Open your eyes and you see its back
Cheeks flush red,
Just like it said...
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Prickles of pinches,
Mark up your skin,
Slit your wrists
Crying pain,
You gradually start all over again
Let it out
Open it up,
This isn't a dream
Go ahead...
Just scream |
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