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The End
Contributed by
Dkanis
on
Thursday, 7th April 2005 @ 04:39:25 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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For Every Single Beat
I Feel Less Heat
The Blood Cover's My Face
To Much Pain To Feel Disgrace
I'm Dieing Slowly On This Blood Stained Carpet
The Mistake I Made Was Just Not Worth It
I Can't Remember Why I'm Here
All I Remember Is The Fear
The Knife In My Hand
And That This Was Not Planned
Your Body Is Limp And I Am Crying
There Is No Use In This Lieing
Your Dead Because Of Me
And Your Soul Is Now Set Free
They Killed What Mattered Most
Leaving Nothing But Your Ghost
I Will Avenge This Tragedy
With This Knife Held By Me
I Hear A Sound
I Look Around
He's Got A Gun
I Try To Run
I Hear I Crack
Sharp Pain In My Back
I Fall To The Ground
Where No Comfort Is Found
He Walks Over To Me
I Strike His Knee
I Use My Knife
And End His Life
I Hear The Door
Incomes Two More
They Have A Crowbar
My End Isn't Far
I'm Hit In The Head
I Am Now Dead
Douglas K.
Copyright ©
Dkanis
... [
2005-04-07 16:39:25] (Date/Time posted on
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