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by Travis Mar 31, 2007 category : Dark, fantasy / dark, horror
There he sits, By the window, Typing his heart, And soul away. Getting those fears, Those feelings out, To cure his disease, That infects his mind. It tells him to run, To hurt her so much, To kill the pain, With one last blow. To stab through him, The bloody knife, And finalize the end, Of his miserable life. To put the end, To this short story, And finish it all, On the last night alive. He lives to see her, To feel her heart, To love her so, But it cannot be. He lost all in one night, When he lost all control, And took knife to heart, On the last night alive...
by .K.i.T.t.Y.
Oohh. wonderful traviieee. That infects his mind. infect. what your tenses.