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A nice man begins to talk to me..

He holds a drink
He hands it to me..

I take a small sip..
because, hey.. it is a party
He urges me to take one more..

I drink the whole cup
I begin to feel cold and weary
The next thing I know, I am in a dark room

There is a candle lit
Thats all the light I have to see

I notice my arms and legs are tied to the floor and walls
I have blood all over my body

I see a rotting corpse in a corner
I begin to scream- but a pounding on the ceiling stops me

A large man walks down the stairs
Im scared for my life.. i dont know what he is going to do to me
I dont know what he has done to me...

I feel a sharp pain on my stomache
I notice I have a large scar
The man walks with a seringe

My heart begins to beat faster
Sweat is making all the cuts on my body sting
The smell in the room is unbearable

I begin to vomit...
The man yells something up the stairs..
He comes closer..

I feel a tiny prick in my neck
Colors of orange
Red
Grey
All fade in front of me
Then it all goes...

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Party Till It's Black

Contributed by doodley_5 on Friday, 14th January 2005 @ 08:12:57 PM in AEST
Topic: Grief



I was at a party, a freshmen in college
A nice man begins to talk to me..

He holds a drink
He hands it to me..

I take a small sip..
because, hey.. it is a party
He urges me to take one more..

I drink the whole cup
I begin to feel cold and weary
The next thing I know, I am in a dark room

There is a candle lit
Thats all the light I have to see

I notice my arms and legs are tied to the floor and walls
I have blood all over my body

I see a rotting corpse in a corner
I begin to scream- but a pounding on the ceiling stops me

A large man walks down the stairs
Im scared for my life.. i dont know what he is going to do to me
I dont know what he has done to me...

I feel a sharp pain on my stomache
I notice I have a large scar
The man walks with a seringe

My heart begins to beat faster
Sweat is making all the cuts on my body sting
The smell in the room is unbearable

I begin to vomit...
The man yells something up the stairs..
He comes closer..

I feel a tiny prick in my neck
Colors of orange
Red
Grey
All fade in front of me
Then it all goes...

Black.




Copyright © doodley_5 ... [ 2005-01-14 20:12:57]
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Re: Party Till It's Black (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Friday, 14th January 2005 @ 08:29:30 PM AEST
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you brought a very good message to send to life. people are too trusting sometimes, and the people they trust are usually the ones they shouldnt.


Re: Party Till It's Black (User Rating: 1 )
by Stonedraider23 on Friday, 14th January 2005 @ 08:49:41 PM AEST
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Freaky good write


Re: Party Till It's Black (User Rating: 1 )
by O7NeVeS on Friday, 14th January 2005 @ 09:24:49 PM AEST
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Wow...great message in this poem. Nice write too. TD


Re: Party Till It's Black (User Rating: 1 )
by Whisper on Saturday, 15th January 2005 @ 03:48:53 PM AEST
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Hmmmm some party eh?
Its a haunting tale ,I was almost felt like I could have been there.

Whisper


Re: Party Till It's Black (User Rating: 1 )
by daydreamer22 on Sunday, 16th January 2005 @ 02:33:44 PM AEST
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gah babi doll..you are dark..haha..i love it..good job babe..cyas later love ya

awaiting your next
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