Not to be missed;

by Luke   Oct 21, 2007


Trip.stumble.fall, i watch it with a grin.
a smile, in fact. from ear to ear, at the
thought, he'll see me here, witness.
to his demise, to an end. not to be missed;

though. desperation is a funny thing.
when you're me. watching his hands,
scrambling, grabbing; gripping at mud.
'he's not going anywhere!' grip, grab..
stab. blood, his blood. red thick blood.
scramble, panic, kick.

a crunch from the broken..

bones. but, what match is that?
bones heal, hearts wont mend.
a life; his life can perish,
though… it's not to be missed!

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  • 17 years ago

    by Crimsonxheart

    Oh my God... This was amazingly dark and creepy...but I loved it... What was this mainly about? Killing someone and breaking their heart?