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The Murder
Contributed by
alison
on
Monday, 11th September 2006 @ 09:09:16 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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The horrific screams filled the cold night,
The kind of screeches that cuts through the marrow,
Only the echo and crimson blood splatter left,
As testimony to the merciless murder,
The trees stand lofty and motionless,
Unable to move after what just transpired,
The wind itself can not lift its mighty hand to move,
And the animals have fled long ago,
Nothing but blood now,
Smears of staining blood on the trees,
A deep pool of hot blood silently growing wider,
Covering over the once peaceful earth,
Blood streaming from my hands,
Drop,
Drop,
Drop,
To the earth
I remember what this place looked like before tonight,
The trees gently swaying in the soft breeze,
With cheerful birds and playful squirrels all around,
And I took these hands, my hands,
I twisted them around and held them there,
Than when movement had been stilled,
I took this knife and began to cut,
Than slash and stab,
From the head to the arms,
The stomach to the legs,
I sliced, not smoothly, but with tremendous force,
Pulling out what was inside,
And savoring each moment,
Yes I cut,
Piece,
Piece,
Piece,
After pieces,
Yes I killed,
I slaughtered,
I mutilated
Until there was nothing left,
Looking down at the lake of blood flowing from my hands,
I screamed so loud I burst my own ears,
And so thus is the death of something named Love.
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alison
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2006-09-11 09:09:16]
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Re: The Murder
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by whiteleo1984 on
Monday, 11th September 2006 @ 01:59:26 PM AEST
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| very dark, emotional. if u have killed Love, what is left? very well done, can't wait 2 hear more from u.... keep up the good work |
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Re: The Murder
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by secretwind on
Monday, 11th September 2006 @ 06:51:47 PM AEST
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| this flow is sooo cool |
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Re: The Murder
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by kaleidoscope on
Monday, 20th November 2006 @ 06:32:56 PM AEST
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| I liked how you wrote this..it gets to you and keeps you reading with intent...good write...but i hope thats not true for you because if you dont have love then you dont have God for God is a God of love and if he is in you then you know love and no amount of pain can kill the love of the father for you..tho you can reject it..ok im preaching...but really God is love and without love you don't know the father. ok im done =) so please dont try to kill love..give it to the one who IS love and will never let you down..ok really im finished |
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