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It was just your hand, Lacerated by hatred, Envy, jealousy, A concealed weapon, But it could have been Your heart, Your life taken in a moment, And how would I have Carried on without you.
I didn't do anything Will I survive.
Up above me is a ledge. I remember being there. Three bottles of beer ago. And in front of me are parts of a girl. And a broken shop window. I remember writing. I remember jumping (or wanting to).
We stood with knives in our palms, Red blood stains all over our arms. I panted as I watched your eyes And swiftly silenced your desperate cries.
Slice her open wide, Sneak a peak inside. Look how pretty, Look how pretty. Such a pretty thing. Don't you make her sing. Pretty, pretty please, Don't bring her to her knees.
Her stockings slipped past her knee, A cheeky smile threw from her rouged lips, He glanced to the clock, An hour left at most, She stepped between his legs, Tantalising, teasing, tempting, "Please...
When christianity was a crime When believers feared persecution One man helped people to escape: Valentine And his prize was execution.
The second part to "Book Reader" ----------- Stepping out of the library The old man produced a light He did this every night But he won't finish it tonight He started to walk slowly He was in no...
Walking the dark midnight alley. Observe the glimmering moon light shining. Feel the fibers frizzle flowing, The figure insight, Not showing.
I'm gonna take you over. Your body I'll control. You're the puppet I'm the master. And I'm damn good in this role. I'm gonna test your limits. Pull your strings until they snap.
[Ok this part has a couple of swear words and a little violence.
Part 5 Drake looked as mad as the people he was killing, a one man army with nothing but an old rusty pipe that he called Lucy Lou for company.
In white we remain hidden and in white we pretend That our sins shall stay below Thicker increasingly the snow And where one could see red Now lays all white instead.
The hotel walls are shaking. The bathroom walls are wet. Inside the mind is crippling Let's turn around and not forget.
That dark eclipse your mind has over your heart, seemed to be fogging your mind that day. "What's your problem?" Your words screeched; like a nail on chalkboard.
I'm all alone now They're all gone I'm all alone But that's okay. I didn't need them anyway.
Six feet beneath the soil My family of four lay Oh, what fun would normally birth If they were alive that day Clouds release their tears Streaking my damp face Does heaven feel my pain Alone in this...
This ones for all. The twats and the pricks. The ones who drive drunken. The ones who kill kids. The ones who rip families. Apart with their cars. Pushing metal into metal.
Jack, and Jill Went up the Hill To fetch a pail of Water What they found Instead, When they lay there In bed, Was a world full of Slaughter 'You wanna go Out?' I asked my Jill and Jill said, 'I don't...
Sorry it's kind of short. The next one is going to be good though :) Chapter 5 *Kayla* I rode in the ambulance with Michael, even though they tried to make me stay behind.
A cold December when a heart ceased to love Filled with hate and evil When lovely angels 6 to 7 year olds tamed By one with a cold and mad life These 20 children In classrooms Not unlike my...
Twenty flowers pulled up. Ripped out. Cruelly plucked. A garden less beautiful. Just dirt where they stood. Twenty fires put out. Smothered. Stamped to the ground. The world a little darker.
#thesoulsofconnecticut. It doesn't surprise me. the devil at work. It happens so often. And so regularly occurs. That shock doesn't surface. When reading the news. Those innocent souls.
Heat intense a moment of blindness flash of blurred colour spectrum before my eyes, Shake it off... A warm throb building deep within my socket a puffy swell kicking in, No pain, no pain...