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The Kill
Contributed by
Keykey
on
Thursday, 14th January 2010 @ 05:21:38 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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I’m a good person
I can’t do anything like this
But it have been done
My dark side really does exist
Never have I thought
That sorrow turns malevolent
Neither did I know
That everything can get silent
People are looking
But there’s no one surrounding me
I got to hide this
I can’t let anybody see
Quickly I lift him
But then I heard this loud echo
I turned around fast
I really am getting psycho
I continued on
But I heard voices in my head
I heard one clearly
‘You mad bastard’ is what it said
I paused and dropped him
My gun pointed them
There was no one there
But I can still hear the voices
Everything went dark
Dark enough to lose my courses
Then I thought about
This man’s family I have hurt
And it’s all because
I decide to go berserk
I can see the tears
‘A maniac had killed my son’
I can see the pain
God, what have I done
No, I can’t take it
My remorse, it’s getting bigger
I took out my gun
Closed my eyes then pulled the trigger
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Keykey
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2010-01-14 17:21:38] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: The Kill
(User Rating: 1 ) by laststarontheleft on
Thursday, 14th January 2010 @ 06:02:00 PM AEST (User
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And at whom was the gun pointed at, at this very moment?!!
What a chillingly fabulous write!
Star x x x
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