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Guinea Pig

I sit in the darkness,
Waiting to be found,
To be taken out,
And return to the angels above.

I dream of delusions,
Thinking that I might escape this broken place.
I pray in silence,
That I may be saved,
But I know that my hopes will never be true.

Then the door opens,
And I am gripped by the hair,
As I plunge into the darkness of hell.

Blistering toxins are poured on my skin,
As my screams pierce the night.
Chemicals are poured into my eyes,
And needles pierce my skin.

Then I am left alone,
Waiting to for the changes to take shape,
Waiting for my body to burn itself inside out,
Screaming in anguish for salvation.

Author notes

Dear Christina(?)
So I wrote this origionally after a visit to the Holocaust Museum w/ my family, after the queasy feeling in my stomach left me, I felt like more people deserved to know about the holocaust, its victims, and the horrors and trials that people faced. I found out that twins (both identical and fraternal) had tests on them to see how it would affect each of them. This really apalled me, since I am a twin, and I just had the imagery (that I tried to express in the poem) come to mind. so yeah, that's pretty much it...
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This poem is about the testing they did to people during the holocaust. They would perform tests on the Jews to see if they could change their body shape, eye color, and etc. May those poor souls rest in peace.

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  • thelovesongwriter
    May 27, 2007
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    wow this is really scary! I feel like i'm right there with that innocent person...good luck!


  • gasolinequeen
    February 6, 2007
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    haunting.

    This piece was spectacular. I loved how descriptive you were and how you wrote about the holocaust... that, of course, is a great deal more heart-wrenching than a lot of songs about depression. It was beautifully done. Thank you for entering, and best of talent in the contest!


  • honey bear
    January 23, 2007

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    very sad

    this is a very dark and sad write,thank you for entering and good luck in the contest with this very dark write on the evils of what was horrificaly true life for some


  • The Lost Boy -PP-
    January 18, 2007

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    Oh, gawsh. This is awesome! So... Ahhh! I wouldn't hav e thought to depict any pet in this manner. Brava.