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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.
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Dkanis
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2005-04-07 16:39:25] (Date/Time posted on
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