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A Story II [comments are welcome]
written by lpcrawlinggrl08:42 PM 3/31/05He used to use it himself.
Everyday sat alone in his room.
He hid it on the shelf.
So it was out of his view.
She ransacked his room for something.
Searching to see what he does alone.
She found it and started yelling.
Took it and waited for him to come home.
When he returned, he went to his room.
She came in behind him and shut the door.
He wasn't afraid of what was soon.
She grabbed him and tossed him to the floor.
Stood over him and asked. 'What's this?'
'Answer me,' she yelled down.
He just waited speachless.
He knew to the blade he was bound.
She picked him up and slit his throat.
Deeper then he had ever gone himself.
From the skin, the blood came afloat.
Shouldn't have hidden it on the shelf.
Dropped him back to the ground.
He felt the blood dropping quickly.
All he did was look around.
All she did was laugh happily.
'Still think this will stop the pain?
You're a foolish boy, you know that?'
He knew he had been slained.
He just relaxed in the blood vat.
'What are you doing? Scream!
You're a worthless boy, nothing at all.'
He said, 'It's not as bad as it seems.
It was my knife and that's how I fell.'
She walked away, left him there to die.
He didn't move but to finish his breath.
He turned to stone and didn't ask why.
She cut out his soul, she finished his wish. |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
just another story... i get bored way to easily...
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| » Comments / Feedback | by isaac2011 (3-31-2005 - 09:34 PM)
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