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Perfection

Contributed by SensitiveSoAbused on Friday, 19th December 2003 @ 12:45:11 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



An eighteen year old boy was found dead this morning by his foster parent. Yet another victim of suicide...


Hurriedly, I bustle about the room.
I need to get ready.
Tie, suit, shoes (polished)

I tuck my shirt in and tidy my hair.
I look in the mirror.
A perfect gentleman.

Now for my strategy.
I rummage under my bed for the paper
outlining my plans.

And then I implement...

Rolling up the sleeve on my left arm,
I draw the razor slowly and deeply accross my skin...
I smile as the aperture pools with blood.
Again, and again...the carpet is red...

Then, I take my hair in one hand,
and with the knife I begin to sever my scalp from my skull...
Blood drips into my eyes,
burns...

I reach into my drawer,
and find an old fork,
rusty and disused.
As per plan

Opening my mouth I plunge it through the base of my tongue,
and tear outwards.

I hear a sick ripping sound as my tongue is seperated from my mouth...
Warm blood overflows my mouth...
my lips...

I pour gasoline on my right arm then,
and light the zippo.
The flames ignite immediately,
and I grit my teeth as my flesh begins to burn
and bubble.

The pungent smell of roasted human meat fills the air...

I grit my bloodsoaked teeth then,
and prepare for the final task.

Meticulously I reveal myself,
take myself in my hand...

The serrated steak knife saws roughly through the skin...

And then it falls to the floor, as blood begins to spurt with each heartbeat

I feel weaker,
Stronger,

And I laugh,
And collapse...




Copyright © SensitiveSoAbused ... [ 2003-12-19 12:45:11]
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Re: Perfection (User Rating: 1 )
by MissLee on Friday, 19th December 2003 @ 12:47:57 PM AEST
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My love don't you are worrying me please write me....


Re: Perfection (User Rating: 1 )
by MissLee on Friday, 19th December 2003 @ 12:47:58 PM AEST
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My love don't you are worrying me please write me....


Re: Perfection (User Rating: 1 )
by apollo on Friday, 19th December 2003 @ 01:19:17 PM AEST
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a very graphic poem i must say. very well written, i only hope these thoughts you have are only that. "thoughts" plesae do not allow yourself to give up.


Re: Perfection (User Rating: 1 )
by apollo on Friday, 19th December 2003 @ 01:19:17 PM AEST
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a very graphic poem i must say. very well written, i only hope these thoughts you have are only that. "thoughts" plesae do not allow yourself to give up.


Re: Perfection (User Rating: 1 )
by jaeann on Friday, 19th December 2003 @ 05:23:25 PM AEST
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hmmmmm let's see.....graphic....i felt like i was in a virtual reality theater....the kind with the bumpy 3d rides......you had me on the edge.....mesmerized.....then shaking my head.....then screaming no.......then vomiting.....that's a pretty INTENSE reaction i know........but man.....that was an intense write........the melancholic visions must get scary at times .......wow....awesome work.....awesome work............yes!!!!!


Re: Perfection (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Tuesday, 23rd December 2003 @ 03:48:12 AM AEST
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wow that was very dark and gruesome I'm not really sure what to say... I like the severing the scalp part.

Bobo (Joel)


Re: Perfection (User Rating: 1 )
by Cobalt on Tuesday, 23rd December 2003 @ 12:02:58 PM AEST
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Whoa dude. That was wicked. Between you and Joel I don't know who is more morbid and twisted. I think you two need to have a write off. Yeah! That would be awesome lol.




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