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My Blackout
Contributed by
cupkakemonstah
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Thursday, 7th April 2011 @ 04:35:42 PM in AEST
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SadPoetry
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Someone help me from the man that comes in
Someone help me because it HAS to be a sin
I lock my door, he beats on it hard
I hide in my closet and hold my guitar
He comes in strong and as mighty as can be
He looks at my bed and is mad that its me he dosen't see
I keep my breath quiet as a the tears tickle down
He opens my closet, he hears fear so loud.
Then I blackout.
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2011-04-07 16:35:42] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: My Blackout
(User Rating: 1 ) by Zeberdee on
Thursday, 7th April 2011 @ 05:22:21 PM AEST (User
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short and intense |
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Re: My Blackout
(User Rating: 1 ) by ElementZero on
Thursday, 7th April 2011 @ 05:43:35 PM AEST (User
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Short, but like the other reader said before strong, intense. I can image that and I can feel for her/him. Small - very small problem - was the few small spelling mistakes but other than that, great job. |
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Re: My Blackout
(User Rating: 1 ) by Shandra on
Thursday, 7th April 2011 @ 08:00:59 PM AEST (User
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Powerful. Sad but powerful, I could feel her fear, his presence... it was like I was there. Wow |
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Re: My Blackout
(User Rating: 1 ) by poeticjestix on
Friday, 8th April 2011 @ 02:27:06 PM AEST (User
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is he you? |
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