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by Poppy Sep 8, 2004 category : Dark, fantasy / dark, horror
I cry away from your mocking laugh, The tears fall, I’m in a draft, So cold, so alone. It hurts so much! The suffering builds, Hurting me more, I can’t stop the crying, Or the lying. My body aches, I can no longer walk, I’m trying to run, But I can’t. Your coming closer, Not far behind, Your hand grabs my neck, And cuts of the air. You smother me, And punch me, I can’t breath, I cannot think. The pain is too much, Please god! Make it end, Stop this soon. Let me go! Your hand glides, Down my neck, Finds my arm, You break it. I scream out, You hit me, Knock me to the floor, And stab me. I lay dying, In cold blood, No reason was there, To take such a young life. Such an innocent child.
by Poppy
sure.