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The Basement
Contributed by
suesan
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Thursday, 9th June 2005 @ 08:22:30 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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The room is calm, cold, damp, and wet
My heart pulsates, My head drips with sweat
I close my eyes and breath in deep
And with opened eyes,I see a broom start to sweep
My head feels ill
I grab my pill
A rat scurries by a bucket of paint
I fall to the floor and begin to faint
Awaken by a sharp pain across my hip
Sweat begins to run down my chilled lip
I lift my self up and forward to view
Im scared, scarred, alone, and without a clue
I see a shadowy figure in squatting position
It moved and danced with such precision
It didnt seem real, How it gallantly did move
It played a song that was strong nor smooth
(Dazed and confused, I dont know the time)
His eyes yellow and voice thunder ruff
As he exhaled he blew a puff
He whispered to me, Standing very near
If you want to live get out of here
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2005-06-09 20:22:30]
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Re: The Basement
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by emystar on
Thursday, 9th June 2005 @ 08:28:43 PM AEST
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Very unique write.
huggs,
emy |
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Re: The Basement
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by princess_of_pain on
Wednesday, 18th January 2006 @ 07:09:58 PM AEST
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| this poem gave me chills, good job!! i could "see" the surroundings and everything. great poem!! |
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