You loved me.
I loved you.
Or so we thought.
Things changed
you pushed me away
and wouldn't stop.
You finally ended it.
I'm no good in court.
You took my children
away from me.
The men took me away
because they confused genius
with insanity.
A common mistake.
But I broke free
now I am back.
I see how you have missed me so
how you throw your arms around me.
So now dear, drink.
A toast
to my return.
Strychnine, my love.
Now we are even.
Don't worry
the children will be fine.
And it only hurts for a while.
I loved you.
Or so we thought.
Things changed
you pushed me away
and wouldn't stop.
You finally ended it.
I'm no good in court.
You took my children
away from me.
The men took me away
because they confused genius
with insanity.
A common mistake.
But I broke free
now I am back.
I see how you have missed me so
how you throw your arms around me.
So now dear, drink.
A toast
to my return.
Strychnine, my love.
Now we are even.
Don't worry
the children will be fine.
And it only hurts for a while.
Author notes
Age: 16
Choice: 10
I wrote this from the point of view of a guy like Sweeney Todd.
Strychnine causes one of the most horrific deaths of all: you remain completely concious as the poison fucks up your nervous system, giving you major spaz attacks and you die slowly and painfully literaly from exhaustion.
A contest entry
- CALLING ALL TEENAGERS...... by InfiniteCaitlin.
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Comments
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this is really sloppy. and kind of plainly written. I deffinitly like the idea you are playing at. It has great potential if you developed it better. Used more descriptive language.
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honestly, this is one of your best. it was pretty cool, kinda creepy. but really liked it. good luck in the contest.
<3jules

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very nice thoughts here you shared hon i think you did a nice write i remeber being a teenager thanks for sharing



