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Array ( [sid] => 95295 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Mind of a Murderer [time] => 2005-05-21 21:51:09 [hometext] => This poem was inspired by a book im reading called black lightning by john saul, its good lol enjoy ;) [bodytext] => Spineless entrapment, sheer and utter chaos,
Cheap, inexpensive thrills, here at his playoff,
Blossoming facade, of darkest desire inside,
She never even knew, the secrets he had to hide,
Tummulting sea of rage, the waves began to crash,
A lover and a friend, a life had suddenly smashed,
His mind had become, poisoned with evil thoughts,
She succumbed to his power, and now he called the shots,
When will this torture end? What does the future hold?
Will she see the light again? And will she ever grow old?
She thinks it best to play, his game of insanity,
Apparently to him, her life has become vanity,
But as the gleaming metal, flashed before her eyes,
She broke down and her screams, intermingled with her cries,
She really thought he loved her, and believed that he cared,
And now she can't speak a word, she's petrefied and scared,
"I'm not ready to die" she yells at the man she thought she knew,
As she stared into his icey, black eyes, that were once a pale blue,
She's tied up with ropes, and gagged so she can't scream,
When am I going to wake up? she thinks, from this horrid dream,
The room is plunged into darkness and her air seems choked off,
She tries to gasp in oxygen, but only manages to cough,
And slowly her entire world, fades into a black existance,
But for him it's just the beginning, as he sets to work of persistence,
Even if he tried, he just couldn't stop hurting her,
It's all just a sick game, in the mind of a murderer.

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The Mind of a Murderer

Contributed by XxNights_ChildxX on Saturday, 21st May 2005 @ 09:51:09 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

Spineless entrapment, sheer and utter chaos,
Cheap, inexpensive thrills, here at his playoff,
Blossoming facade, of darkest desire inside,
She never even knew, the secrets he had to hide,
Tummulting sea of rage, the waves began to crash,
A lover and a friend, a life had suddenly smashed,
His mind had become, poisoned with evil thoughts,
She succumbed to his power, and now he called the shots,
When will this torture end? What does the future hold?
Will she see the light again? And will she ever grow old?
She thinks it best to play, his game of insanity,
Apparently to him, her life has become vanity,
But as the gleaming metal, flashed before her eyes,
She broke down and her screams, intermingled with her cries,
She really thought he loved her, and believed that he cared,
And now she can't speak a word, she's petrefied and scared,
"I'm not ready to die" she yells at the man she thought she knew,
As she stared into his icey, black eyes, that were once a pale blue,
She's tied up with ropes, and gagged so she can't scream,
When am I going to wake up? she thinks, from this horrid dream,
The room is plunged into darkness and her air seems choked off,
She tries to gasp in oxygen, but only manages to cough,
And slowly her entire world, fades into a black existance,
But for him it's just the beginning, as he sets to work of persistence,
Even if he tried, he just couldn't stop hurting her,
It's all just a sick game, in the mind of a murderer.

Copyright © XxNights_ChildxX ... [ 2005-05-21 21:51:09]
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Re: The Mind of a Murderer (User Rating: 1 )
by Quilted_rag_doll on Saturday, 21st May 2005 @ 10:07:05 PM AEST
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But as the gleaming metal, flashed before her eyes,
She broke down and her screams, intermingled with her cries,

nicely written...i loved the ending...

It's all just a sick game, in the mind of a murderer.

great job...good rhyming and okays form...but overall i liked it...

Auryn

Re: The Mind of a Murderer (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Saturday, 21st May 2005 @ 10:38:25 PM AEST
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chilling John S has a way of getting right into our head this poem is terrific! Now I must read this book thanks for writing this
Michelle

Re: The Mind of a Murderer (User Rating: 1 )
by darkangeleyes57 on Tuesday, 24th May 2005 @ 08:47:48 AM AEST
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Loved this.. Well written and i also liked the ending. Great job.

christina

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