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[aid] => mick
[title] => killers mind
[time] => 2004-09-02 12:29:37
[hometext] => sorry about my last etempt...it was tooo graphic...heres a lighter version:) please comment x
[bodytext] => the lightening is cracking the black sky the stars do not exsist the silence is ringing and the blood ive spilt is dripping fresh flesh lays open and i stand confused looking down on the body i stripped of life my hands find my eyes and i try to scratch,get the image away but the icey tears wipe the pain away and im left staring down on the body i so long to hug and kiss better i couldnt stop that stranger who takes over me so many times i bend back down the rain is pouring im cold and drenched the wholesome silence is like the world is mourning for this innocent life,i murdered with these thoughts im glazed and my mind is reversing i close my eyes and the nightmares begin..... im walking down the street the sun is shining,beaming happily the sky is cloudless and blue and the children are playing they are all smiling and so am i a young girl so sweet and full of life is skipping with her sister i watch her daily and the stranger has taken over he has chosen his victim...... in the dead of night i awake and slip the knife in my coat and i make my way to to there house its a storm outside and as i reach the door i click the lock open with the knife and make my way up the stairs i come to a bubblegum pink door and my own thoughts flutter inside like a butterfly but he shakes them away i find myself inside a childrens bedroom i see her,shes asleep next to her sister i tip toe over to her sister and i grab her throat she cant cry for help i get my knife out and awake the other her tiny eyes open and she goes to shout but i point to her sister a tiny tear runs down her cheek and i whisper'if you scream ill kill her(and i point to her sister)and if you scream ill kill her(and i point back to the girl)' they both nod as we gather the girls i slit her sisters throat she goes to scream and i rush her out of the door the door is now red with blood... i take her outside in the streets and i blank out the stranger takes over i shake my head and im laying on top of her her pleas or fading away and i realise what i have done,i have raped her of all beautiful innocence,and dirtied her soul as i slit her flesh i removed each of her organs and the ground is drenched in her innocent blood i start to cry and i get up and run back to my bed but i know as i close my eyes and i begin to dream of the deaths i cry and scream out inside because i have two more to my collection and ill have one more tomorrow... [comments] => 2 [counter] => 188 [topic] => 59 [informant] => Hannah_Heaven [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => psychoticpoems )
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