Teen Poetry #9 |
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My Scream |
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rachel_anubis Junior Member
since 2011-03-24
Posts 43 |
As I stepped out of the cafeteria, I saw red, As I remembered what you did, For the first time, I wanted to see, I wanted to see your blood, I wanted to feel, I wanted to feel the hot stickiness, I wanted to taste, I wanted to taste the iron, I wanted hear, I wanted to hear you scream As I sat on the steps, You came up behind me, I never got to hear your scream, But you heard mine. |
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madelyn Member
since 2009-09-03
Posts 172Purgatory |
Loved the end line ![]() M My pen is the barrel of a gun. Remind me which side you should be on. |
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