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Demons Taunts, Echoing Voices.

Contributed by nail-to-the-head on Tuesday, 22nd February 2005 @ 07:47:36 PM in AEST
Topic: psychoticpoems



My demon sits in my mind,
Playing his sinister games,
Tricking all my thoughts and memories,
And twisting around my insides.

He never sleeps at any time,
He's even in my dreams,
Whispering to me thoughts of murder,
'Kill someone for me'

It doesn’t matter who,
As long as it is done,
I must do as he says,
Or i shall be the one.

Find his victim,
Tie them up, hang them by their feet,
Strip their clothes, their head in a bucket,
And slowly slit their throat.

Their blood trickles out, filling up the bucket,
Slowly drowning in their own blood
What a perfect way to die.

What a masterpiece he cries aloud
His evil laughing taunts me
I cry for what I have done.

My demon talks to me
As he plans our next game.

+ nail-to-the-head +




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Re: Demons Taunts, Echoing Voices. (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Wednesday, 23rd February 2005 @ 09:49:10 AM AEST
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a tormented and sad write, expressed well, I liked this alot
pix xx


Re: Demons Taunts, Echoing Voices. (User Rating: 1 )
by hopefulheavyheart on Thursday, 24th February 2005 @ 06:41:20 PM AEST
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I liked your last two, but this one makes me nervous. Was this a wild idea for attention? I guess I can't relate to this one.


Re: Demons Taunts, Echoing Voices. (User Rating: 1 )
by nail-to-the-head on Friday, 25th February 2005 @ 07:39:11 AM AEST
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thnx for commenting on this poem aswel, but this werent a poem for attention, this is a thought i did have, only i did not do it carry it out. but thnx again.

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