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 Posted: Tue Aug 26, 2008 3:56 pm
I crossed. Car came. He yelled. My name. I looked. Too late. I'm gone. No, wait. I wake. It's bright. In pain. The light. His tears. I cry. He hugs. I sigh.
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2008 5:00 pm
Anime Crush
I'm strange. Of course. In love? No duh. His name? Kaoru Hitachiin. He real? not quite. He's animated? Yes sir. You sane? Not sure. Anime crushes? Well yeah. He's cute? oh yes. He's nice? Uh huh. He's mischievous? A lot. We him? Just because. No reason? There is. It is? Impossible date. What for? I'm strange. You're queer. Am not! Sure are. Go away. Why not.
You leave.
I love.
Kaoru Hitachiin.
For awhile.
Then stop.
Another man.
He's animated?
Hell yeah.
Written by.
Anime May.
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Posted: Tue Oct 07, 2008 6:13 am
sweeney's coming, donning razor, he come's, for you,
wicked grin, fulfill revenge, you know, it's true,
at night, ghostly sound,
of blood, drips down,
of the, victim that, had kept, him waiting,
it's done, no more, is left, for hating,
his darkness, his life, is fading.
sharp screams, behind corridor
he leaves, behind his, bloody floor,
furnace room, limp bodies, the smell, the gore,
fires light, had shown, a figure, he once, had known.
his lucy, his wife, the thought, of now, being alone.
his hate, renewed for, a liar, was she
words did, nothing for, the likes, of he.
mrs. lovett, the liar, this is, her doom.
was thrown, in to, the furnace, in the, boiler room.
dropping his, razor turns, to lucy, on the, bloody ground,
sorrowed eyes, hate vanished, heart begins, to pound.
kneeling down, he holds, her tight, reflecting on, his strife.
the little, boy the, silver razor, ends poor, sweeney's life,
and there, lifeless amongst, the dead, the foolish, barber and, his wife.
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Posted: Tue Oct 14, 2008 1:49 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 27, 2008 3:51 pm
Blinding lights. What's this? I think. Ah, yes. I remember. Sweet death.
sweatdrop The best my puny brain can come up with. xd
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Posted: Thu Oct 30, 2008 4:30 pm
i think you did pretty good
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 5:39 am
Dark Room. Golden Lights. Old Man. Very Nice. Welcomes Me.
Any Questions?
Theatre Door?
He nods. I smile. Large Door. Opens Wide. Dark Room. Colorful Lights. Beautiful Music. Wonderful Scene. So Magical. Faries Dancing. Elves laughing. Creatures Partying. Oh no. Not yet. Too bad. Wake up. Dream Over.
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 1:24 pm
The sounds. The scents. The sights. All tonight.
With him. With me. Together forever.
The movie. The beach. The play. The park. The dark.
We go. He talks. I talk. It repeats.
He yells. I yell. He hits. I shrink.
He apologizes. Wasn't him. Not really.
Forgive him? Maybe so. Can I? Dont know.
Silent now. Too alone. I walk. I'm home.
A bruise. Mom asks. Dad too. I tell.
Dad screams. Mom cries. Me too.
The phone. On hold. Where's he? Not home?
He's gone. Then found. All alone. With pills.
The bottle. Empty white. A note. He's sorry.
I'm sorry. My fault. Why him?
I cry.
Why me?
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