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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Lurid Trial
[time] => 2003-12-17 16:38:29
[hometext] => Hrmm...
[bodytext] => Crashing to the ground... AWAKEN! Regaining my consciousness I first noticed the ground Soot spread across the foundation Black bricks laid across in a maze - silver pebbles scattered in no formation I felt ill as my eyes rose to the sky and saw the magistrate there It looked upon me with disgust and its words carried through the air way too clear FOLLOW ME, PATHETIC ONE WE WILL JUDGE YOU FOR WHAT YOU HAVE DONE TO THE CHAMBER OF BRIGHT GOLD WE WILL SEE WHAT UNFOLDS I trailed the being in freezing fright - Finding there was nothing else around me We walked on and on, seemingly no where - As I became exhausted and weary Suddenly, it spun around and struck me to my knees with its eyeless gaze Light bloomed - I was in a shell of gold, brightly beating me with its blistering blaze My eyes dripped as I pried them open to see what wonder laid before me A tribunal formed of five stared at me as the sickest disease I sunk into a prison, invisible but I could feel it there Once again the cloaked figure's speech speared my ears way too clear WHAT JUSTIFIES WHAT YOU HAVE DONE? SPEAK IT NOW IN OUR HOLLOW SUN THIS IS YOUR CHANCE TO SELL YOUR PEACE IF YOU ARE TRUE YOU WILL BE RELEASED My mind skipped and shot from thought to thought, trying to form instead of blotch I tried to scream I had no choice, but the stench of my sin choked my voice Don't take my life! Don't take my life! Don't take my life! Don't take my life... LIFE IS PRECIOUS, BUT YOUR MANNERISMS ARE SICK I BELIEVE THERE ARE JUST REASONS TO THROW YOU IN THE PIT And then I felt my soul searched... thoughts of thoughtlessness - lack of respect destroyer of dreams - recorded screams dying of ectasy - severed unity blood has been shed - an ill-chosen bed BRUISED, BASHED - BROKE, GASHED lying in shame - unbearable pain brooding, hurting - crying, dying wanting nothing - only ending... You're evil... That sounds too familiar... Wait, that wasn't me - That can't be me Don't show me that s*** - I didn't do it! I swear, I swear to God! Can't you see thats a path on which I did not trod!? THE VERDICT HAS BEEN REACHED NOW, RISE UP AND MEET YOUR JUDGEMENT Rising to the sky... GUILTY! I felt like I had been raped But there was no escape And then I felt my soul stripped... And everything went black [comments] => 6 [counter] => 233 [topic] => 59 [informant] => sicknivesevered [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => psychoticpoems )
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