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She feels the fear. Fear nobody has ever felt. Accept for her. She feels as if she is going to melt. And it is because of the rings, the many rings, The gold rings.... that murder so many, even tho they are only the size of a penny... [comments] => 2 [counter] => 179 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Thumper0719 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )

Gold Rings

Contributed by Thumper0719 on Monday, 12th April 2004 @ 06:36:50 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

Gold rings....Scary things. All aroun, in the dark. She screams out into the night. In fright. Save me she yells in fear. But nobody can hear her. Its because of the ring. The gold ring. One of the many, the size of a penny. It bearly fits on her finger. Which is now all bone. The ring swollows her up inside. There is nothing she can do. There is nowhere she can hide.
She feels the fear. Fear nobody has ever felt. Accept for her. She feels as if she is going to melt. And it is because of the rings, the many rings, The gold rings.... that murder so many, even tho they are only the size of a penny...

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Re: Gold Rings (User Rating: 1 )
by Cynthia on Monday, 12th April 2004 @ 07:03:26 PM AEST
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I got goosebumps. I hope you can come up with a few more dark writes. Good job. *S* Cynthia

Re: Gold Rings (User Rating: 1 )
by Jackee_line on Monday, 12th April 2004 @ 07:30:15 PM AEST
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While reading this I got the shivers.
Well done

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