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[aid] => mick
[title] => Closet Case
[time] => 2005-02-28 23:01:43
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[bodytext] => Door swings open. Body hung in. Just another victim, Too add to his sin. Blood spread arcoss. Death at it's peak. Sillouette of nothingness. As another body grows weak. Mirroring the past, As another life fades away. Drug and slung all around, Throughout the night, into the day. Murder mystery from the start. "Closet Case" as it was named. Found all the bodies hung up to dry. Sickening smell with no one to blame. One lead to go from. Selected subjects, With pictures, places and times. Hunted them down...it all reflects. Back, but still is just faint signs Another man found in a closet, Hung from his back. Blood dripping down, Because of the sharp hanger rack. ...~... Staring into the mirror, I grab my coat. Another case tonight, Another closet hanging without a rope. Peering into my victims face I grab the hooks to put in place Picking him up, to add to the clothes rack I know where he'll be....I'll be a star I killed all the rest...and it was'nt hard ... I'll be back To save his life... I'm the investigator... I did'nt do it out of anger... I did it because I'm a cheater... Never a case I could solve... No ones life I could ever save... I'll finally make a change... You might call me deranged Or a quack, sycopath, lunatic Somewhere along those lines But I'm a failure, and it's always made me SICK! ... I'm gonna be a HERO, For saving this ZERO. Faking the case I'll solve, Right before his life desolves I pull him down... Removing the hooks Setting him on the ground, I'll call back up, Telling them what I have found ... So I now ask you, How do you feel about my story? It's only something anyone would do When there life is'nt all HUNKY-DORRY! At least I cleaned out my closet. Just remember ... It's you, with it ALL, That forced me to do it! [comments] => 3 [counter] => 222 [topic] => 59 [informant] => ForeverAlone [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => psychoticpoems )
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