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Array ( [sid] => 58230 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => GLOWING [time] => 2004-07-30 19:15:00 [hometext] => confronts mental illness and abuse/ might be to graphic for some readers [bodytext] => Twelve Midnight, he's at it again
he's watching her closely
Like a Phsycotic Man.
He's been at this for five months now
And she doesn't have a single clue
Her Midnight stalker is her eleven year old son
She always left him beaten and blue
SCHIZOPHRENIA has set in
As he watches her through the cold night
He wants passionate revenge
So he decides to give her fright
He creeps so silently into the house
And is now right outside her door
SUDDENLY, he MARCHES in
And throws her body to the floor
He cries...
And he yells...
As she gasps for air
He picks up a lighter..
And slowly burns her hair
He binds her wrists with rope
And then reads her a story book
When he is finished he goes to the kitchen
And gets a Seven Inch Sharp Hook
He comes to her and sits
By her side
Talking to her softly
He lays on her lap and starts to cry
Saying, " Please don't do it, STOP me!!"
But after all the years, Of sexual and emotional abuse
He can't take it anymore
She left him forever bruised
So he hooks that hook into her stomach
As blood pours out on the floor
He slices her neck and cuts off her fingers
The urge to kill becomes more and more
As she comes to her death
He looks into her eyes
With hateful tears flowing
He sets the house into flames
Walks away in no diguise
Leaving his "Home"
GLOWING!!!!
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GLOWING

Contributed by Alina on Friday, 30th July 2004 @ 07:15:00 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

Twelve Midnight, he's at it again
he's watching her closely
Like a Phsycotic Man.
He's been at this for five months now
And she doesn't have a single clue
Her Midnight stalker is her eleven year old son
She always left him beaten and blue
SCHIZOPHRENIA has set in
As he watches her through the cold night
He wants passionate revenge
So he decides to give her fright
He creeps so silently into the house
And is now right outside her door
SUDDENLY, he MARCHES in
And throws her body to the floor
He cries...
And he yells...
As she gasps for air
He picks up a lighter..
And slowly burns her hair
He binds her wrists with rope
And then reads her a story book
When he is finished he goes to the kitchen
And gets a Seven Inch Sharp Hook
He comes to her and sits
By her side
Talking to her softly
He lays on her lap and starts to cry
Saying, " Please don't do it, STOP me!!"
But after all the years, Of sexual and emotional abuse
He can't take it anymore
She left him forever bruised
So he hooks that hook into her stomach
As blood pours out on the floor
He slices her neck and cuts off her fingers
The urge to kill becomes more and more
As she comes to her death
He looks into her eyes
With hateful tears flowing
He sets the house into flames
Walks away in no diguise
Leaving his "Home"
GLOWING!!!!

Copyright © Alina ... [ 2004-07-30 19:15:00]
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Re: GLOWING (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Friday, 30th July 2004 @ 07:57:15 PM AEST
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Wow..very graphic yes...but understandably so... very well written and so sad that this type of thing really happens.....
Jenni

Re: GLOWING (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Saturday, 31st July 2004 @ 08:54:19 AM AEST
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wow this is a very detailed write... an insight to how you must feel... very powerful and raw, thanks for sharing

pixie xx

Re: GLOWING (User Rating: 1 )
by Ripper_Something_Unusual on Wednesday, 18th August 2004 @ 01:02:54 PM AEST
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Thanks for mentioning this in the comment you gave me. I really liked the pattern and the structure of this poem. Excellent....keep up the good work.

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