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[sid] => 135500
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => The electric chair...
[time] => 2007-06-24 15:53:00
[hometext] => Influenced by Shelby and Vampirequeen...my experiment with dark poetry, do comment...
[bodytext] => Prisoner, strapped on the wooden chair On the 6'6 room with a tv in front of her... Oh wait there's more I have to shave her hair strapped to the chair, and chair to the wood Sick of this feeling, tired of this pursuit... Shovin the electrode to her leg to provide a closed circuit... No dont cry me tears, a sorry is too late... Just a few minutes dear, you chose mine, and now i decide your fate! And whats it about letting you go? where were you when i asked another go? Tied up, you have nowhere to go but... Loving you is all I ever had... And loving you will be all I ever have.. But now its too late, die girl die... I been weak, but i aint anymore... Everytime i saw you i had this thing passin through me for once feel it too, make this the symbol of your penalty Time's up, sorry you dont get to make a wish The way i begged you to be back? hell that was my wish... I looked at the clock and bowed my head tears rollin of my eyes, and said a silent prayer The window behin which i was in, showed her tryin to get away But it was too late, the moment had come... I pressed at the control...she let out a shriek But it was me, who let out a gasp...I loved her, how could i hurt her? The dagger pierced my heart as i became the deceased... And the tv played all our good memories... [comments] => 2 [counter] => 165 [topic] => 13 [informant] => madhusudan [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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