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If you see this girl out all alone,
Please don't let her from going home.
Don't worry young one, you'll be alright.
Unless I find my butcher knife.
Please, young one, don't go home...
Because I'd rather have you out and alone.
I'll let the darkness fall over you as if it was light...
Because I finally found my slaughtering knife.
So I'll watch the blood cover your eyes, nose, and mouth...
And I'll laugh a demented laugh just for you, oh so loud
- by x_iiSnowflake |
- Fiction
- | Submitted on 02/09/2010 |
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- Title: Home.
- Artist: x_iiSnowflake
- Description: Started an incantation, turned into a poem. I was angry with someone. Don't worry, I'm not a murdurer.
- Date: 02/09/2010
- Tags: home
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Comments (7 Comments)
- Suleene - 07/19/2012
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It was dark, evil and made me look over my shoulder. I loved it, you are really talented.
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- colorfulfreak1 - 07/08/2011
- Awesome!
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- cinnamon roIIs - 03/13/2011
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It has really good rhythm to it biggrin
Sounds like a song 5/5 - Report As Spam
- Nuanen Vanyali - 03/12/2011
- I'm so not sleeping tonight...
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- CrescentVampireMoon - 02/07/2011
- Creepy, killer, bloody. I AM IN LOVE WITH IT!!!!!!!!!!!! 7238974654732647356396828638965/5!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Jk, I can't go that high! 5/5
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- sammiii81 - 02/05/2011
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ko0ol i like it
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- Mors Morza - 01/16/2011
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kehehehe..
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Usually, even if it did not rhyme (although this one did), there is a rhythm notable in the reading of the tale; for example:
"A crack in the air, quite a sound for one to hear!
A splatter of dark, blood pours from both your ears."
However the rhythm here is not good. On a second reading I can identify the rhythm but if it is not clear, the beat's worthless to hear. - Report As Spam