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[aid] => mick
[title] => Words Of A Serial Killer
[time] => 2004-07-02 13:08:02
[hometext] => ~a different venture from my usual style~
[bodytext] => Words Of A Serial Killer
day by day i think of your face
such a beautiful face indeed
the milky white skin,those glowing blue eyes,that golden blonde hair
upon a night like tonight you appear to glow
as if god is letting me know there are angels living on earth
such a dark obsession i have for you my love
following you each and every day
hiding in the shadows waiting outside your door
ever so quite never to make a sound or be seen
thinking perverse thoughts that are so sickening to my stomach
like a wicked succubi you have tainted me
how can i look at another let alone fall in love
with your taunting existence mocking me with your beauty
out on the dirt roads,out in the mountains
this radiant and glowing angel lives deep within
i shall rid myself of her, and the memories which there lie
late late into the night i wait,never trembling,never flinching
waiting for her to awake from what most be wondrous dreams of heaven
heaven,for a paradise i shall never see nor do i even dream
as sure as i am that the sun shall rise from the east as the moon sets to the west
this temptress,this mistress of madness shall meet her fate here with me
she steps out onto the porch under the pale fading moons light
out from the darkness,the blinding night i charge towards her with my blades
i begin slashing at her torso with my ever steady hand
i grab her by the throat squeezing so tightly she cant even let out her screams
this is the first time she has seen my face,and i dare not look into her eyes
i am afraid i may see my reflection in her tear filled sockets
see the man i have become,see the man that fell in love
as the early sun rises the light hits her blood
it reflects from the ground into my tired eyes
such brilliant vermillion
as my arms grow tiring,it seems her death was conspiring
conspiring,to see our worlds expiring
as i stand over your beatin,bloody,beautiful body
i hesitate to smile,but i cant help myself
nevermore to laugh,nevermore to cry
nevermore to live,nevermore to lie
clinching my dripping blade i walk away
feeling the emotions of what i have done
what i had created and what i had become
the overwhelming finality of it all
the power i felt,the triumph,the pleasure
when i was killing you and watching you die
i have never felt more.....
alive
7.15.4.-19.1.22.5-13.5
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[informant] => Vermillion
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Words Of A Serial Killer
Contributed by
Vermillion
on
Friday, 2nd July 2004 @ 01:08:02 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Words Of A Serial Killer
day by day i think of your face
such a beautiful face indeed
the milky white skin,those glowing blue eyes,that golden blonde hair
upon a night like tonight you appear to glow
as if god is letting me know there are angels living on earth
such a dark obsession i have for you my love
following you each and every day
hiding in the shadows waiting outside your door
ever so quite never to make a sound or be seen
thinking perverse thoughts that are so sickening to my stomach
like a wicked succubi you have tainted me
how can i look at another let alone fall in love
with your taunting existence mocking me with your beauty
out on the dirt roads,out in the mountains
this radiant and glowing angel lives deep within
i shall rid myself of her, and the memories which there lie
late late into the night i wait,never trembling,never flinching
waiting for her to awake from what most be wondrous dreams of heaven
heaven,for a paradise i shall never see nor do i even dream
as sure as i am that the sun shall rise from the east as the moon sets to the west
this temptress,this mistress of madness shall meet her fate here with me
she steps out onto the porch under the pale fading moons light
out from the darkness,the blinding night i charge towards her with my blades
i begin slashing at her torso with my ever steady hand
i grab her by the throat squeezing so tightly she cant even let out her screams
this is the first time she has seen my face,and i dare not look into her eyes
i am afraid i may see my reflection in her tear filled sockets
see the man i have become,see the man that fell in love
as the early sun rises the light hits her blood
it reflects from the ground into my tired eyes
such brilliant vermillion
as my arms grow tiring,it seems her death was conspiring
conspiring,to see our worlds expiring
as i stand over your beatin,bloody,beautiful body
i hesitate to smile,but i cant help myself
nevermore to laugh,nevermore to cry
nevermore to live,nevermore to lie
clinching my dripping blade i walk away
feeling the emotions of what i have done
what i had created and what i had become
the overwhelming finality of it all
the power i felt,the triumph,the pleasure
when i was killing you and watching you die
i have never felt more.....
alive
7.15.4.-19.1.22.5-13.5
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Re: Words Of A Serial Killer
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by pixie on
Friday, 2nd July 2004 @ 01:38:13 PM AEST
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wow this was powerful, dark and very grim, a great write,
pixie xx |
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Re: Words Of A Serial Killer
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by shelby on
Friday, 2nd July 2004 @ 02:02:44 PM AEST
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this makes it sound like your a killer this gave me spooky chills
Michelle |
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Re: Words Of A Serial Killer
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by deadbloodyrose on
Friday, 2nd July 2004 @ 02:21:11 PM AEST
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| great write.. like all of your work.. its odd reading that coming from you cuz its not your still.. i really enjoyed it though.. you dont have to stick to one style of writing cuz ur amazing at any kind.. you have a lot of pure talent and i hope you continue to write and post your work up here for all to see.. you're a brilliant poet and your work is all amazing.. nice job.. AMI JO |
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Re: Words Of A Serial Killer
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by bj111 on
Friday, 2nd July 2004 @ 03:06:18 PM AEST
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Whoever you are...very disturbing...exactly as it's intention, i suppose.
Almost didn't want to respond but felt the piece had achieved its purpose...to shake the reader up. And thought you'd like to know that you'd achieved your objective. However, this is one of those areas for poetry where it seems the subject can overwhelm the style.
You mentioned this was not ur usual style. I'll check around to see if you've submitted anything else. Thanks...bob |
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Re: Words Of A Serial Killer
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by deadbloodyrose on
Friday, 2nd July 2004 @ 03:50:11 PM AEST
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to bob~~~~
vermillion meant this isnt his style writing because it doesnt rhyme not because of the topic.. also.. just because someone writes dark and morbid poems they arent tryin to scare the reader.. sometimes those are the thoughts that just come into your head so you write them down in an artistic form and post it on ypdc.. i personally love readin his poems and im glad that he shares these thoughts that come to him.. his great imagination and vivid thoughts are what makes him such an amazing poet.. his work is very well written... im rather confused by your comments.. are you insulting his work or just sharing that you dont like dark poetry. *nudges you* if you dont like dark poetry THEN DONT READ HIS WORK :) just thought id explain these few things to you.. AMI JO |
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Re: Words Of A Serial Killer
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by bj111 on
Friday, 2nd July 2004 @ 04:39:24 PM AEST
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We write what we write. I only suggest the writing and our words/thoughts/poems come from somewhere. They don't appear from a vacuum without a source, conscious or not.
BTW, my comments about this piece were not a criticism as I have said directly to the author. I, too, have written in this genre. I just find the subject area limiting. I also feel it confuses dark with heavy and not dark with light (read trivial).
Finaly, I will read what I wish and comment if I feel inclined. To everyone...keep writing...bob |
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Re: Words Of A Serial Killer
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by Monkeybones99 on
Friday, 2nd July 2004 @ 04:59:00 PM AEST
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| I just want to say.......Awesome this made feel like I was trapped in the mind of the killer it was a very good write. |
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Re: Words Of A Serial Killer
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by shorty_52 on
Tuesday, 6th July 2004 @ 04:39:48 PM AEST
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this is a really good poem. dark. mysterious. and just gave me goosebumps. it's amazing how u can make ur words work so the poem is so good. keep up the good work i luv ur poetry.
~allyson~ |
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Re: Words Of A Serial Killer
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by assassinatorgirl on
Tuesday, 29th November 2005 @ 08:11:05 PM AEST
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| aw, man, i was hoping she'd turn him into not a serial killer with her love, but that's not your style, which is awesome and makes everything seem...justified somehow. awesomenessssses |
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