Out of the darkness he comes,
Spinning fast, yet very aware.
His grin is maddening, twisted with pain.
The paint on his eyes and lips,
Smeared like blood from a rushing wound.
His mouth opens, displaying the horror inside.
As he laughs, the maggots pour down,
Like an endless waterfall.
My body is frozen, completely docile,
Unable to stop what is coming.
He is closer now, looking ever so pleased.
A scream escapes his rotting mouth,
A sound so lifeless, so evil.
As I take my last breath, the maggots come,
Entering my mouth, eating my insides.
The burning from within is hellish,
And the madman laughs, before devouring me.
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Written June 7th, 2005
A contest entry
- nightmares by deathblackfairy.
300 points, ended June 14, 2005, 14 entries
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i loved this it was so awesome!!! great write, keep up the good work!
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weird but cool
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Gruesome. I like it! I hate clowns. Lol.
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Great poem!!!! i really enjoyed it!!! very well writen keep up the good work!!!
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ooooooh! i HATE clowns! they go against all aspects of humanity!!!!!!! i feel ur pain!
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