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Array ( [sid] => 133275 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Untitled Thriller ~By: Tony Shaneyfelt [time] => 2007-04-04 11:10:34 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Oh my stealthy friend, how did you get behind me?
I can ask you later, if you could just remind me
That is, of course, if you can find the time
As I devoted minutes, just to make this rhyme
You knew that I was weak, and clinging to my life
Behind me you did sneak, while singing to your knife
The knife that stabs me, Why? who knows in this thriller
I can ask, but you will lie, kudos to you killer
No motive or dream can top your little trick
Live to move unseen, My back, the knife, you'll stick
I fall to my demise, I tried to stand my ground
To revisit all those lies, my heart was sand, I found
I now beg "Replacement!" this gap in need of filler
That right there, the climax, of this untitled thriller.
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Untitled Thriller ~By: Tony Shaneyfelt

Contributed by lifeslittleangel on Wednesday, 4th April 2007 @ 11:10:34 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

Oh my stealthy friend, how did you get behind me?
I can ask you later, if you could just remind me
That is, of course, if you can find the time
As I devoted minutes, just to make this rhyme
You knew that I was weak, and clinging to my life
Behind me you did sneak, while singing to your knife
The knife that stabs me, Why? who knows in this thriller
I can ask, but you will lie, kudos to you killer
No motive or dream can top your little trick
Live to move unseen, My back, the knife, you'll stick
I fall to my demise, I tried to stand my ground
To revisit all those lies, my heart was sand, I found
I now beg "Replacement!" this gap in need of filler
That right there, the climax, of this untitled thriller.

Copyright © lifeslittleangel ... [ 2007-04-04 11:10:34]
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Re: Untitled Thriller ~By: Tony Shaneyfelt (User Rating: 1 )
by darkangeleyes57 on Thursday, 5th April 2007 @ 09:58:54 PM AEST
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Creative. I liked this. It was really good. The flow was good and it pulled me in. Great poem.

Take care
Christina

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