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[aid] => mick
[title] => the movie
[time] => 2004-06-18 23:39:35
[hometext] => well this i have to say is probally one of my best poems but i don't know lol please comment thank's so much
[bodytext] => The killing was no surprise Something everyone always wanted Staring out the silk glass window The red eyes appeared again Staring you down The eye’s hot like summer The headaches bursting in your head just from the thought of the face of that monster The voices screaming at you Echoing like footsteps in an empty house The red eyes staring at you Again and again Flowing through your mind again and again Your life passes by Each second your heart races faster and faster Your life almost shooting in your eyes Like you’re watching a movie A movie so real you’re in it You can feel it all happening again and again Over and over The movie plays and plays Hours on end This movie plays Like a classic The first time you saw it in your whole life You never want to look away But then it happens The red eyes popping out at you Stepping towards you Braking that beautiful silk glass into a million pieces The eyes gazing at you like fire Deepening into your soul Like the monster can read it Your life’s a masterpiece but only you get to enjoy the last few seconds left of it No one will ever watch this good old classic again The eyes peering at you Like a thousand needles poking at your skin Making you bleed Making your suffer The torment is just too good To good to imagine it happens The end is near You look down to the floor……… Watching the blood flow Flow like water draining out of a sink Like silk You watch it You’ve never seen something so magnificent so surreal Your own blood covering the floor like satin sheets The red eyes peer at you once again Taking your final breath Steeling the only thing left The only thing worth hanging on to Is gone your final memories your final thought You fall! You drown in your blood In your life The movie plays one more time just for old time sake You realize what just happened! Your drowning in your blood was just the memories you wish you could hang on to You seeing your life pass you by was just the beginning of the next Those voices screaming at you echoing like rain where just the pain of holding on to the happiness That movie has ended and now you move on to the next That killing was just the dieing of your old soul [comments] => 0 [counter] => 143 [topic] => 48 [informant] => lexxie [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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