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Run, Fast

Sitting alone I await your return.
Hearing you unlock the door my stomach begins to churn.
Here you come in this blood spattered room.
I know what is comeing next...My DOOM.


I am stuck here sitting in this chair.
The stench of death polluting the air.
all of my dignity has faded away.
Sitting naked I don't even know what to say.


Lifelessly you grab a knife.
You are going to take my life.
I feel the knife pierce my skin.
I know this is a battle I cannot win.

Tears sting my eyes like bees.
My life is going to cease.
My vision is growing darker. I'm becoming blind.
All those lies are starting to unwind.

They told me to run. Not to listen to you,
And now there is nothing I can do.
It's all over from here on out.
Nothing can help not even a shout.

A contest entry

Tell me the truth I don't care what it is.

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  • completely mad
    June 30, 2008
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    creepy ...I think it goes very well with the picture thanks for entering