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[aid] => mick
[title] => Victims
[time] => 2004-05-17 13:40:24
[hometext] => why pray
[bodytext] => I stand in front of you, staring, crying. What I did was wrong, it’s no use denying. I cannot defend myself, like my victims, they tried. It made it much more satisfying, their lives I denied. I watched them suffer painfully, no mercy was shown. As I slashed across their bodies, listening to them groan. Seeing their blood so crimson, collecting on the ground. Smelling their fear of dying, death they have found. The body count was thirteen, when you caught up with me. Was It good police work, or my mistake, maybe? I made a little error, a letter I did write. That led you straight to me, right within your sight. Now I stand in front of you, all twelve in a row. Who has got the bullet, that will end it so? Pass their verdict swiftly, lead me to my death. I am not a victim, don't pray!! save your breath. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 152 [topic] => 13 [informant] => parkman [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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