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When no one's home
Contributed by
Centerstage92
on
Monday, 23rd August 2004 @ 12:22:17 PM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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Crash, bang but not a sound
Odd things happen when no one's around.
Sitting in a prison cell, disguised as a room
Sitting, awaiting ultimate doom.
Clatter, clatter everywhere
My worst fear is being scared.
Flicker, flicker the lights go out
Around the room things move about.
Blood running colder,colder,colder
Did the air just move above my shoulder?
Was that just me, or are those voices
No where to run I have no choices.
The door is shattered,
Why didn't anyone hear the clatter?
I scream,
Wake up, wake up, it's just a dream.
Ow, ow stop hurting me,
A slap in the arm, one above the knee.
They slap me in the neck, then in the chest,
I'm getting colder, I need a rest.
Finally I leave this world alone,
Odd things happen when no one's home.
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Centerstage92
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2004-08-23 12:22:17]
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Re: When no one's home
(User Rating: 1 )
by Solnubis on
Monday, 23rd August 2004 @ 12:28:56 PM AEST
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| I like the writing and the twist at the end of the story. Very well writing and rhyming. |
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Re: When no one's home
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by artostuff on
Monday, 23rd August 2004 @ 01:17:06 PM AEST
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| A nice creaky crawly poem. I liked it. |
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