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[sid] => 161134
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Monster
[time] => 2010-07-14 07:34:19
[hometext] => This is how a negative suggestion can influence how people turn out.
[bodytext] => Pain. As the red stuff spatter Left the gash on my lip And on my neck, a bruise But his face, diverse. Brimming with glee Hysterical like somethings's funny Arms wild and trashed around My cries, without a sound I saw it on his face Pleasure. What did I do? I'm a monster, a monster. Fear. My swollen eyes; the trace of tears Drowned by cowardice and solid anger Determined to hang in there, Always just a little longer. As the red stuff spatter But her face, disparate Composed like nothing wrong Wrenched; her arms were strong I heard it in her cackles Mirth. What did I do? I'm a monster, a monster. Anguish. I feel it now; yet fading away My soul, the price I had to pay Replaced by the flame in my veins As the red stuff spatter This time, I felt no torture But their face, dissimilar Strangely deformed expressions Captivated, left me an impression As their bodies flailed lifeless My bloody arms dropped; hush I saw it on my reflection Evil. They called me a monster, a monster This is what monsters do. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 297 [topic] => 8 [informant] => myworld [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AmericanTragedy )
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