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Contributed by shorty_52 on Wednesday, 14th July 2004 @ 03:28:52 PM in AEST
Topic: fictional



every night
at eight o'clock
we start to hear them yell
we turn out the lights
and up the tv
and hope to outselves
that they will let eachother be.

and every night
it's always the same
the yellings gets louder
soon it'll turn to screams.

but then one night
it was so quiet
we wondered if everyone was ok.

then to our horror
a gun shot was heard
and everyone just started to scream.

my dad gor up
and looked out the window
while mama called the cops.

they sent me to bed
were i couldn't sleep
and stared at the ceilling
and thought.

why would they do that
kill someone so kind
maybe someone
just lost their mind.

that's when i got scared
i saw someone pase by
it wasn't my dad
for he was still inside.

then at that moment
my eyes shot open
sweat streaming down my face.

i go into the bathroom
and get a drink
and that's when i hear
a shot.





Copyright © shorty_52 ... [ 2004-07-14 15:28:52]
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Re: arguements (User Rating: 1 )
by Heartfilledblood on Wednesday, 14th July 2004 @ 03:53:17 PM AEST
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Thats creepy. Great poem babe :)


Re: arguements (User Rating: 1 )
by lostinmyself on Wednesday, 14th July 2004 @ 04:12:21 PM AEST
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Hmmmm my neighbours argue like this.
Scary thought.
Good write.
Phil xxx


Re: arguements (User Rating: 1 )
by Vermillion on Thursday, 15th July 2004 @ 06:27:04 AM AEST
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what a very mind jarring poem.the end gives ya chills
great write.
~vermillion~


Re: arguements (User Rating: 1 )
by Trisha on Tuesday, 20th July 2004 @ 04:25:06 PM AEST
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This Was Good But Sad




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