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[sid] => 143539
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => An Assassins Remorse
[time] => 2008-06-27 14:08:45
[hometext] => fictional poem?
[bodytext] => Fallen comrades litter the ground I walk on Softly the wind blows about A false peace, near silence Try as I might, the tears wont stop falling It's over now, the deed done And I the last one standing But what was the cost of the inner battle? Was this fight worth the pain? Wise men once said The road to Hell is paved with good intentions So down falls my blade The clatter deafening in my ears All the suffering, all the bloodshed Torture me, choke me like a vice Falling to the ground, clutching at my head as the screams come At what cost was this massacre? I was once one of them Given any other circumstance, perhaps it would have been me Laying dead at someone elses feet My head is splitting open under the pressure I can't think straight, my sight long since blurred by the salty rivers flowing down my cheeks My torment, my hell, my sacrifice Nothing's worth the pain, the loneliness The blood of a child is on my hands, in my hair, on my face I can't take it, I'm being torn apart Forgive me, friends, forgive me God I was blinded by the darkness Lost in an infinate maze of betrayl and hate Choking on my own vomit, I can't breate Run me through with my blade, I beg All my strength has left me as I collapse to the ground Is it possible to die from a broken heart? They told me 'no' but perhaps God will be gentle And stop my life, send me to hell where I belong Merciful God, end me now A figure is standing over me now, red eyes bearing down upon my frame "Pathetic" I hear him mumble and my wish is granted still I smile as the blood drips down my chin, the pain in my back is nothing It's over...I can take my punishment from God now.... [comments] => 0 [counter] => 159 [topic] => 13 [informant] => DesolantDreamer [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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