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Torture

stab me,
slice me
through.

torture me.
make my
blood pour-
drain my body.


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Septolet

The Septolet is a poem consisting of seven lines containing fourteen words with a break in between
the two parts. Both parts deal with the same thought and create a picture.

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  • Digital-coma
    June 22, 2007

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    *Evil grin*

    I LOVE THIS! Short yet very well done, quite brutal for such a short poem. Kudos, this would be QUITE AN interesting way to die, much MUCH BETTER than being shot i must say