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Last night I had a dream,

That all children were dead.

The chills of the pain,

Went directly to my head.

The screams of all the mothers,

Watching their babies die.

I did nothing but watch, as the mothers cried.

The disgusting smell of the bodies,

The pain they all went threw.

First wondering what did it,

Intill I found out who.

I killed all the children,

I stared left and right.

The fear on all the faces,

They'll never see tonight.

I held a little girl,

She lay upon my hands.

My tears fall of my chin,

And on her blood it lands.

I was too late to stop me,

And all the things I've done,

I cannot say I'm sorry,

I cannot start to run.

Blood driped off my hands,

Falling to the ground.

There was nothing but silence,

As I looked around.

I slowly placed her down,

Then closed her eyes.

I can't believe what I've done,

I only trembled and asked "why?".

I looked back at everyone,

Then took the knife I used.

To kill all the children,

The ones that I abused.

I raised the knife up,

Then I closed my eyes.

Slowly and sadly I stabed my self,

Then muttered "good-bye"

--Evan L.--

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The Nightmare I Had Last Night

Contributed by thepos on Sunday, 14th November 2004 @ 01:22:25 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

The Nightmare I Had Last Night

Last night I had a dream,

That all children were dead.

The chills of the pain,

Went directly to my head.

The screams of all the mothers,

Watching their babies die.

I did nothing but watch, as the mothers cried.

The disgusting smell of the bodies,

The pain they all went threw.

First wondering what did it,

Intill I found out who.

I killed all the children,

I stared left and right.

The fear on all the faces,

They'll never see tonight.

I held a little girl,

She lay upon my hands.

My tears fall of my chin,

And on her blood it lands.

I was too late to stop me,

And all the things I've done,

I cannot say I'm sorry,

I cannot start to run.

Blood driped off my hands,

Falling to the ground.

There was nothing but silence,

As I looked around.

I slowly placed her down,

Then closed her eyes.

I can't believe what I've done,

I only trembled and asked "why?".

I looked back at everyone,

Then took the knife I used.

To kill all the children,

The ones that I abused.

I raised the knife up,

Then I closed my eyes.

Slowly and sadly I stabed my self,

Then muttered "good-bye"

--Evan L.--

www.thepoemsofsorrow.com

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Re: The Nightmare I Had Last Night (User Rating: 1 )
by neglected1 on Sunday, 14th November 2004 @ 05:41:05 PM AEST
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what a dark and sad nightmare.. but it ended up being a wonderful write.. its crazy how different and odd our dreams can be.. do they have a hidden message behind it all though? hmm it really makes you think..

Great write

^neglected1^

Re: The Nightmare I Had Last Night (User Rating: 1 )
by surge_joebot on Tuesday, 18th January 2005 @ 04:17:06 AM AEST
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its brilliant, but im sad you dreamed of such sad things, i dream of my mother, she doesnt even see me in my dreams, my friend dream she was a cartoon seagull, dreams are funny things sometimes, so far this year ive dreamed i was pregnant twice

Re: The Nightmare I Had Last Night (User Rating: 1 )
by Sinned on Wednesday, 19th January 2005 @ 06:10:20 AM AEST
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I'm sorry I found your poem sick.
Too much child abuse in this world.I hope you dream happy dreams for now on---other than my feelings I found your write was written well.Keep posting.
Sinned

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