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Monday, March 29, 2010

A "Dark" Poem.


Murderer

You’re nothing but a murderer.
Slinking out into the dark night without a sound.
Your whole being kills everything in sight.
Without remorse, without feeling.
Your victims are strewn across the floor,
You step over them gingerly,
Not wanting to disturb the dead.
Be aware!  The cops are coming.
I called them when I heard you sneak in.
I could hear every step, every move,
Every single breath you made.
My heart begins to pound.
I watch as the door starts to squeak open.
The thud of your steps echo in my mind
As I recall the stories of this nightmare.
The nightmares you have caused.
Please, oh please, I beg you.
Don’t do this to me.
I can see the blood on your hands
And the evil glint in your eyes.
The police sirens scream in the dark.
Breaking the horrible silent night.
Red and blue lights flash.
You creep slowly towards me.
You know you’re running out of time.
I want people to know the truth about you.
The one who tries to take it all away.
A murderer of my heart.

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