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Array ( [sid] => 23450 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => Slit Jugular [time] => 2003-09-18 16:05:00 [hometext] => * Gruesome and not for the faint of heart * [bodytext] => I look outside the window
I see her swinging
So care-free, so innocently
A smile on her face
She is so beautiful
Tears start to fall
Not wanting to say good-bye
Not wanting my heart broken again

I mouth good-bye
Do a little wave
And plunge the knife,
And plunge the knife
Straight into my neck
I stagger backwards, then forward
My eyes blinking at the pain
Blood starts to spurt out

I see her big, puppy-like eyes
Glance at the window
Where I stand
The knife jutting from my neck
Like an ugly ornament
In mid-swing she screams
And pitches forward into the sand
She claws at it like a zombie

I wave good-bye at her again
My eyes boring holes into her like bullets
I see her face ripe with anguish
Trying to call me back from the grave
Her hand stretching out
Like a branch on a tree
I hit the floor with a thud
Still clutching the knife in my neck

I yank the knife out
And watch the blood spurt forth
Like it has a mission to complete
The blood stains the carpet
Along with my tears
Then I am aware of an infinite blackness
Except ever so faintly
Her anguished cries

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Slit Jugular

Contributed by bobotheclown on Thursday, 18th September 2003 @ 04:05:00 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



I look outside the window
I see her swinging
So care-free, so innocently
A smile on her face
She is so beautiful
Tears start to fall
Not wanting to say good-bye
Not wanting my heart broken again

I mouth good-bye
Do a little wave
And plunge the knife,
And plunge the knife
Straight into my neck
I stagger backwards, then forward
My eyes blinking at the pain
Blood starts to spurt out

I see her big, puppy-like eyes
Glance at the window
Where I stand
The knife jutting from my neck
Like an ugly ornament
In mid-swing she screams
And pitches forward into the sand
She claws at it like a zombie

I wave good-bye at her again
My eyes boring holes into her like bullets
I see her face ripe with anguish
Trying to call me back from the grave
Her hand stretching out
Like a branch on a tree
I hit the floor with a thud
Still clutching the knife in my neck

I yank the knife out
And watch the blood spurt forth
Like it has a mission to complete
The blood stains the carpet
Along with my tears
Then I am aware of an infinite blackness
Except ever so faintly
Her anguished cries





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Re: Slit Jugular (User Rating: 1 )
by sicknivesevered on Thursday, 18th September 2003 @ 04:08:11 PM AEST
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Haha! I thought this was funny. Maybe I took it the wrong way. Whatever the case, excellent write.


Re: Slit Jugular (User Rating: 1 )
by deadly_blaZe on Thursday, 18th September 2003 @ 04:12:42 PM AEST
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wow joel... wut the hell inspired this one? i dont know what to say...
XxEricaxX


Re: Slit Jugular (User Rating: 1 )
by jaeann on Thursday, 18th September 2003 @ 04:53:29 PM AEST
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whoa......the last thing to hear.......wow....great write.......


Re: Slit Jugular (User Rating: 1 )
by LovingWhispers on Thursday, 18th September 2003 @ 07:11:55 PM AEST
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WOW !! This had my heart racing..Felt like I was watching a horror flick.Not sure what inspired it but sheesh....its awesome!


Re: Slit Jugular (User Rating: 1 )
by Cancer on Friday, 19th September 2003 @ 08:01:53 PM AEST
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more brutal than usual, and i love it. very descriptive and morbid. what better way to say "i love you" than for her to be the last thing you see. funny, in a bizarre sort of way.

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Re: Slit Jugular (User Rating: 1 )
by Avarice_Riot on Saturday, 20th September 2003 @ 05:46:20 AM AEST
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Not for the faint of heart is right. This is so fascinatingly morbid. What that girl must have done to make you want to take your life at a vantage point where she could see you...


Re: Slit Jugular (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 20th September 2003 @ 10:32:38 AM AEST
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I'm almost speechless, I'm..hmm yea this was well written, and yes definatly not for the faint hearted. My heart was racing the whole time and I was stuck to the edge of my seat. I really don't know what to say about this poem. You described everything so well, I just hope you don't intend on doing anything like that in the future. I didn't really see a funny side to it, but then again I wasn't looking for one. Anyhow, great write.


Re: Slit Jugular (User Rating: 1 )
by Ruby1987 on Sunday, 21st September 2003 @ 09:39:09 AM AEST
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Cool and Twisted. Great write and i loved how the Knife was still in the Kneck until the near end. Truely Wicked Mate.

ruby1987


Re: Slit Jugular (User Rating: 1 )
by hardcoreputa on Monday, 22nd September 2003 @ 02:11:34 PM AEST
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i have not read anything of yours in a while, i was starting to miss how dark and creepy you write... i loved it ~Apryl


Re: Slit Jugular (User Rating: 1 )
by Chanti on Monday, 22nd September 2003 @ 10:50:29 PM AEST
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Wow... twisted and amusing at the same time... i liked it. Very dark humour.




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