December 31, 2010 at 11:22 am
Poem, T (13+)
Horror | Dark | Gothic
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Alone in the dark
As the clock strikes midnight, I lay down on my bed turning left and right hoping any bad dreams.
Then I saw my heart rotating on a pitchfork, it slit like a razorblade blood gushing and gushing.
Needles have been pierce inside my heart, and then I made a run to get my heart back inside of my body.
I pick the needles out of my heart, and then I place my heart back inside of my body.
Then I found out my heart was going to die, then I suddenly got an idea if I transfer my own blood to my own heart.
I put a needle inside of my own vein, pumping with my rich Cherokee blood in my own heart.
I wake up shackled in chains, I test my strength to break these chains then I broke with my own spine.
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