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Look in, careful, not too close,

Or you will scare off her little ghost.



Small and fragile her little soul,

Hurting her was her daddys goal.



Listen quietly, hear her cry,

Hear her tiny prayers wishing to die.



And look, who do we have over here?

The smart boy, labeled a queer.



Teased and harrassed everyday.

He was the center of peers harmful play.



If only his father would have gotten rid of the gun,

His mother would not now be mourning her son.



And please, do step aside,

Here we have the prom queen trying to hide.



Beautiful enough for the cover of Cosmo magazine,

But, all they wanted were the dirty, perverse things.



One morning, in a fit of rage, her mirror she broke,

Tiny little shards, she cut her face and throat.



They all seedying the only way out,

This my friend cannot be all lifes about.



A lonely mother of four,

No love, no knock at her door,



She loves her children more than life,

Though she needs help shouldering the strife.



Every night, this strong one falls asleep crying,

Dreaming of someday soon dying.



And over here, in the shadows he stays,

With axes and explosives he plays.



His kills, methodic and oh so skilled,

This mad man, how many has he killed?



He is begging to get caught and put to a stop,

But, if he ignores the voices, surely his head will pop.



This my friend is the freak show we call reality,

This reality could be yours, like what you see?



written by:

MalkavianPrincessAngel

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darkklord75
08:36 Sep 04 2009

Good poem.

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trepidation
12:50 May 18 2010

Realy cool poems, i like it, good writing!

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DiamondDragon
02:03 May 19 2010

and all they really needed was the hand of friendship....someone to speak for them....stand up for them....love them



well done

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Carnage
13:04 May 25 2010

amazing. can you read my poem called the ladies man? it's about ted bundy.

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As the blood sparkles from my blade,

I hear the sound of deaths sweet serenade.



I have taken another life on this cold rainy night,

Not quite a victory, for he put up no fight.



I snuck in like a predator, stalking her prey,

I did none of that cute, cunning play.



This one was different, he had no soul,

His gaze was empty, his eyes the black hole.



Devoid of any humanity, as most my victims are,

I have killed many, who plague this earth, near and far.



Many have tried to stop, they tragically failed,

On the cross of fate, my hands have been nailed.



Yet, here I am still alive and killing,

My lifestyle never dull, oh so thrilling.



The ghosts they haunt me in my sleep,

I can feel it, deaths beginning to creep.



Oh save me, goddess of the moon,

Dont let him catch me, quite this soon.



It is not finished, my mission incomplete,

Please dont render all of this obsolete.



I save the weak, and deliver the mighty,

I have helped many, ask Aphrodite.



Okay, so maybe I do not know her pursay, but I have known love a time or two,

That should count for something I would think how bout you?



It is then that I awaken to the moons loving ray,

Ready to start yet another day.



Written by:

Me

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DiamondDragon
02:06 May 19 2010

an interesting picture you paint my sweet

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Carnage
13:05 May 25 2010

awesome!

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