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[sid] => 17758
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => Monster
[time] => 2003-05-18 12:05:00
[hometext] => I just wrote this, at about 11 so tell me what you think! I kinda like it myself but that's becausei wrote it, it probably sux to everyone else, lol.
[bodytext] => Darkness creeps upon me
The hairs on my neck start to rise I start to walk a little faster Behind me I hear the wind’s cries I hear a whisper in my ear I spin to see no one there I start to sprint faster Looking for help anywhere. The grass gets slippery beneath my feet The blinding fog starts to set in I hear footsteps stalking me I hear the wind’s cry once again A skulking shadow right beyond my view I can feel it watching me It’s there whichever way I turn I can barely see it’s outline, I can hear it hollowly breathe The disturbing quiet around me Finally gets inside my head The tears start streaming down my face Knowing in an hour I’ll be dead. I scream out loud, what do you want! And I fall to my knees on the ground Grabbing my head I cannot block out That horrible silence, that horrible sound. As I cower it will stand there forever Inside my head, just out of reach If I try to stand and fight Will the nightmare just cease? So with insanity as my only alternative I stand and stifle my cries I cannot cower and go crazy For then I surely will die. And so I stand and face up Where I see bloody claws and teeth My last shriek was never heard As the monster tore into me. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 173 [topic] => 13 [informant] => BlackFire9786 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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